three words and a letter: "A-pillar gauge pod." The Pontiac is gonna rock out with it's cock out.
next stop: neons. Can you say "Cadillac II; Son of Cadillac?"
(at this point it seems that i should proclaim some hopeless lust, such as "i need a woman" or "I need a hobby" or "I should go back to taking my pills" to keep me from haphazardly dispensing funds on such silly things. But i'm won't.)
(geitar-a still for sale)
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i can deduce from the lack of comments that you've all assumed me to be insane. Or i've lost my blogging edge. Or Nick is just busy.
or all of the above.
OK... I am back now! As you can imagine I was drinking beer and chasing women.
Hey man, your last paragraph is crazy talk! A car counts as a hobby and a woman. Especially with neons and engine performance information displayed up the A-pillar. With a car like that you will never have to collect another stamp or have sex ever again.
There's the voice of reason i long for.
(Chasing women takes on a whole new dimension when you're equipped with a machine gun)
who needs women when the american philatelic society has your back.
i could do a lot of things if i had some money
Actually, it's the chasing women who bring thier own machine guns to the party is realy what gives it the new dimention.
Speaking of that, there is a woman at the KBR motorpool that is winking at me!!! She thinks I am Kurdish. (ethnicly not currently.) I told her "no I was from Michigan" and then she was sure I was Kurdish. All the locals know someone in Detroit, Pontiac, or Yipsi. She wears little to much eye make-up in that acncient egyptian sort of way... but definatly a looker! I think I am in!
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