Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
Self-Checkout aisles are like wheelchair ramps for introverts.
No, you see:It's like "garaging" the car...you know, park the car on the porch...oh, to hell with it!You're right, he (or she) is a dolt.
I thought it was "torch the car".
One summer, a buddy of mine cricked two Jags.
"One summer, a buddy of mine cricked two Jags."I'm assuming he was driving at the time...maybe a bit too fast for the handling dynamics of the car, or his own, possibly?
b, that ain't the half of it. An XK120 ("steering by torsion bar"; ISTC I've had pickups that handled better) and (genuflect) an E.He was a good driver. I have a suspicion that a very mild psychedelic may have been involved. (State Motto of Michigan: "Vinum Posset," Alcohol May have been a factor). In a certain sense of the word, hilarity ensued. Good Bad Ugly quote: "So many of us have had a session...in there." Post on this subject over at your place, we'll go round & round.
Still let him find the blog, though. Just sayin'...
Reminded me of the story which ended with:"Oh, I gave it TWO coats. And it wasn't a Porsche, it was a Mercedes."
If I ever need my car porched this is the place I'm coming to learn how to do it.
Random House Unabridged says a porch is: an exterior appendage to a building, forming a covered approach or vestibule to a doorway.Who knows, maybe porch is Kiwi for carport?Of course, here on the West Coast, carport means "Please come steal my motorcycle."
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