JIMDINI wrote:Of course he could always train replacements.
I think you found Dark Lizerd's girlfriends.
Jenny.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
When I was at college, I drove around in an estate car and I was told by a fellow student, the big headed sort, with rich parents that had bought him a brand new ford RS escort, that estate cars were uncool. After an exchange of verbals he got around to challenging me to a race on an old airfield and being a youth and lacking in the wisdom that life bestows upon you I accepted the challenge.
This kid had his new factory built RS escort, for those not aware of this car it was supposed to be the dogs bollocks sporty rally car of the time. I had a twelve year old Vauxhall chevette, a pile of junk I'd bought for ten pounds and me and my dad had to trailer home. I also bought a Vauxhall magnum 2.3cc which had been side smashed and scrapped. I think you will guess what I did and when finished I was driving a 2.3cc Vauxhall chevette estate which looked scruffy and beat up on the outside but with the help of a high lift cam and new carbs on the 2.3 lump would out run most modern sports car of the time.
And as you will have guessed I left the RS escort eating my dust but that is not the point of this long winded tale.
After he'd been beaten by my old rust bucket the big head still claimed my estate was totally uncool. I replied with the best stop them dead in their tracks reply I have ever uttered "when you compare my heap of junky estate car with your shiny factory mummy's bought two door there are two things that make it better then your polished turd. One it just out ran yours and two being an estate car the back seat folds flat and makes a bed."
bounddosster wrote:When I was at college, I drove around in an estate car and I was told by a fellow student, the big headed sort, with rich parents that had bought him a brand new ford RS escort, that estate cars were uncool. After an exchange of verbals he got around to challenging me to a race on an old airfield and being a youth and lacking in the wisdom that life bestows upon you I accepted the challenge.
This kid had his new factory built RS escort, for those not aware of this car it was supposed to be the dogs bollocks sporty rally car of the time. I had a twelve year old Vauxhall chevette, a pile of junk I'd bought for ten pounds and me and my dad had to trailer home. I also bought a Vauxhall magnum 2.3cc which had been side smashed and scrapped. I think you will guess what I did and when finished I was driving a 2.3cc Vauxhall chevette estate which looked scruffy and beat up on the outside but with the help of a high lift cam and new carbs on the 2.3 lump would out run most modern sports car of the time.
And as you will have guessed I left the RS escort eating my dust but that is not the point of this long winded tale.
After he'd been beaten by my old rust bucket the big head still claimed my estate was totally uncool. I replied with the best stop them dead in their tracks reply I have ever uttered "when you compare my heap of junky estate car with your shiny factory mummy's bought two door there are two things that make it better then your polished turd. One it just out ran yours and two being an estate car the back seat folds flat and makes a bed."
Happy New year to all.
It is just like "The Beautiful and the Beast" and as in real life: Only the inner counts in the end.
bounddosster wrote:Yes and you can get in 'er easier in the back of an estate than in the back of a saloon.
Or, as one relative described an estate car AKA station wagon, it's a rolling bordello.
And congrats on getting in the first corny joke of the year. Corny ones are often the best. Especially with butter.
Jenny.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
"Self-bondage is my way to relax."
"Bondage is about freeing your mind to experience something greater."
"There are 10 types of people in this world. Those who understand binary numeric system, and those who don't."
One of my faves: Men go left because women are always right!
Have fun, have a laugh.
Jenny.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!
One of my faves: Men go left because women are always right!
Have fun, have a laugh.
Jenny.
Thanks, I had a good laugh.
I was once in a coffee house (basically a bookshop where you could read the books for free and coffee was served). The price list for coffee was as follows:
"Coffee!!!" ..... 5 euros
"Good morning, can I get coffee?" ..... 3 euros
"Good morning, would you be so kind to serve me coffee, please." ..... 2.5 euros.
kinbaku wrote:I was once in a coffee house (basically a bookshop where you could read the books for free and coffee was served). The price list for coffee was as follows:
"Coffee!!!" ..... 5 euros
"Good morning, can I get coffee?" ..... 3 euros
"Good morning, would you be so kind to serve me coffee, please." ..... 2.5 euros.
If you see anything else, consult your psychologist.
This one?
At least she's not expensive.
Jenny.
Helplessness is a doorway to the innermost reaches of the soul.
If my corset isn't tight, it just isn't right!
Kink is the spice of life!
Come to the Dark Side - we have cookies!