The last couple weeks (yes, weeks) this 'vette has been sitting at a local grease monkey auto shop
outside. I'm thinking car trailer, 4:15am, log chain, drag it through some guy's front yard, get it to California, strip it, sell it, pawn it . . . go to jail?
Our brains think alike except mine is thinking: Fourth gear burn outs, redline freeway jaunt, stoner rock on the 8 track and a tipsy redheaded girl with her clothes half off. Sweet Dreams
ReplyDeleteYou should write a book (your wife could illustrate it). Sort of a soft core, adult humor read.
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