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From: "No matter where you go... there you are"...."You cannot drive a dollar bill". ...and remember... "D
Now I have a real no kidding and honest story...... its the truth......really.....While I was abducted and taken to the planet Baloneyex in a Galaxy far far away.......there were these.....well never mind....seems like most that are posting won't believe it......think I will go troll on the blown engine section for some excitement....
Last edited by PatriotZ; Apr 30, 2013 at 06:27 PM.
The closest I can come to matching this one is last summer when a cute little teenage girl told me she'd like to ride in my Vette. Problem is she was underage, an ROTC member directing parking traffic at the car show and surrounded by her compatriots. Besides, I'm an OLD man and jail time was just out of the question.
This one time at Band Camp........................
You pour sole, as I remember all the girls that would have been in band camp had a unibrow...then again if you went to band camp at that point you didn't care...anything close to 98.6 degrees works
It probably helps that I'm 6'2", 6 pack abs, & bench 300 at 15 reps.
Oh good lord. You think they could see that while you are in the car? You would have better luck flashing stacks of cash than getting a woman with your body.
So what type of machine are you doing your 15 reps of 300 on? You and I both know you are not doing it on a flat bench without someone saying "Its all you, brah!" while they are yanking it off your chest while you bounce it go all funky form.
Originally Posted by 2010 GS
I believe it, I once got 5 phone numbers in 15 min just driving around the club district @ 2 am, summer night, targa top off. In my old C5.