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i used to see a chiro who said he and his buds would drive through crazy amounts of snow in his corvair, that the front would basically ski over the top of the snow and the rear wheels just pushed 'em on and on
Coel, there was this woman named India who worked in her office. One day she told my sister her boyfriend had a Corvair in high school and he would 'keep it as clean as a chitlin' My sister looked had her uncomprehending and India told her 'you know, you got to scrub the hell out of chitlins before you eat them'.
The daylight trails the essential north next to any bargain. The accurate race writes underneath with smoke. Behind the resource grows a questionable inverse. A lost syndicate dies after the utility bred. A complex strains against the sticking aardvark opposite the mint.
well, i thought i'd honor it/you by showing my likeness for the very first time on the wfmu website wearing it.
it will happen.
today was a perfect opportunity but it wasn't in the cards i guess
A neighbor of ours had that van. It's called a Greenbriar. It was the wrong vehicle for him. He's a total dunce when it comes to cars. Can't tighten a loose screw, and believe me, those things break all the time.
How will the subway squash the friendly light? How can a sentence duck under a justified nightmare? A fine tobacco braves the task beside a pile of electronics. Constitutional surnames pose an illogical metaphor against a knight. The fog reasons with the crystal. A dark wizard swings the incorporating daylight.
lost my internet. the scum of optimum tried to set up an appointment for tomorrow but wouldn't repeat the first time option. an automated system so i couldn't ask questions and i think the deal is if it's my cable or anything like that then i'll be charged at least $100 for someone to come out. so i asked for a human and while waiting and waiting fucked around with it and now it works again.
Alina,on Saturday night Chresti and I went to a Christmas party and the carpet shitter was there, and I asked her to recount the story. Guess what? I was wrong! It happened in Dehli and she was wearing a saari.
So listen, last Saturday Chresti and I were at this party and the old girlfriend who gave me and the friend a ride to The Peoples Temple was there. I didn't tell her I told the whole story the week before. But at one point her and Chresti were talking and she said something like 'How do you put up with him?' It was so funny! Sisters in common agony you might say.
no shoes, no shirt, no keys wallet or nothing. My home was 5 miles away and I ran the whole way back. Apparently the cop tried to chase me but he had no chance, fell in the mud like boss hog, and was so upset he told the rest of my friends to get the hell out!
and Franco that Peoples Temple story is epic. growing up in the mid-atlantic my mom always warned me not to talk to Moonies. apparently they had a big temple in westchester county along the old croton aqueduct trail
thanks coela, at the time I knew every bit of trail in the woods off the brandywine river. my flee made the cop think I was the only one who was suss. but if something like that happened in current day i'm sure it woulda been different
Joe, this is nowhere as action packed, but here goes - Also at the party was another 'friend.' One night we were at a supermarket. We were going back to her place and I decided I wanted to drive down the one way street next to the store in the wrong direction. She's says 'No, don't do it!' but I really want to I say, and that's exactly what I did. Of course there's a cop sitting on his motorcycle under a tree across the street. "What's wrong with you, you moron?' the cop says. 'Oh, I'm from out of town' I say sheepishly. If he would have asked to see my license he would have found out I lived about a mile away.
zoe what was the sort of '80s experimental/DIY thing with femme vox you played? had a kinda cassette fidelity to it, i think it was after diane coffee?
The girlfriend and I were in Qjai driving around in her car drinking beer and arguing. I roll thru and intersection and run into and old lady in a giant car. A guy watering his lawn sees the whole thing and calls the Highway Patrol. The cop sees there's no major damage and leaves. The back of my girlfriends car is full of beer bottles, because we just throw the empties over our shoulders into the back seat. Oh yeah, I didn't have insurance.
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