The Neighbors don't talk to me... Apparantly the Busa isn't quite right for the area...Even with the pipe...Now THAT'S sophistication!
Sure wish I could partake in that.I would love to show 'em what it's all about!Hell Yeah I consider it sophisticated... What bugs me is the Nerps that have the attitudes and their fuggin lil Gator on their Polo shirts learing at me. Are the same lil pricks that roll out their Harley's on Sunday and are all pimped up in their skulls and crossbones leather skull caps and bullcrap attitudes... Yeah I feel a couple rolling burnouts coming up... I'm going to start stalking the neighbors as they leave the area and burn one on the way past so I can watch em wiggle wobble their way around...
OH and here's the damn loving Rev, the fugging kindly guy who escorts spiders outside, who is currently contemplating cutting an opening in the garage for the big ole Black racer snake living between the dry way and concrete... Yeah The hellion of the block... ah well....Fug em all!
Yeah, I dont really do the "Tough" Guy thing very well...I'm a lot more likely to smile before laying the ...uh "Pimphand" down than actually trying to look tough... Yeah..Grrr Grrr, I'm a bad man!!!!
I heard he kidnapped some pretty blonde and held her captive in his garage until some knoght in dented armor,Well Rev...you do stay up late with strangers in your garage laughing and joking 'til 3 a.m., or so I've heard... :tounge:
That might not make the snoots too happy...
Hell, I would have left the garage door open to play up the "bad seed on the block" image (damn, sounds like a "bad boy" band name, doesn't it?)
Some kinda wierd revisionist history here me-thinks.I heard he kidnapped some pretty blonde and held her captive in his garage until some knoght in dented armor,Well Rev...you do stay up late with strangers in your garage laughing and joking 'til 3 a.m., or so I've heard... :tounge:
That might not make the snoots too happy...
Hell, I would have left the garage door open to play up the "bad seed on the block" image (damn, sounds like a "bad boy" band name, doesn't it?)
riding a grey/silver steed demanded she be set free.