I broke my truck because there aren't any hotties in California
I broke my truck because there aren't any hotties in California
I was driving along a residential street, listening to my radio, equipped with Led Zeppelin CD.
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked all my stuff and drank
all my wine.
Made up my mind
To make a new start
Going to California
With an aching in my heart
Someone told me
There's a girl out there
With love in her eyes, and flowers
In her hair
Something about that, irony or some kotoakat, really lapetegawetad the psycholocago out of me and I figured; well, if I get chased by the police and decide to crash into a brick wall in order to kill myself on the prime time news, well, why not.
Unfortunately there were no police around to chase me, but I got into a temper and downshifted to first as hard as I could at just under 30 miles per hour, stamped on it to make(run) a yellow(red) light, J-turned into an intersection and went on my way.
"Wow, that's strange, I swear that the radio turned off for a second when I did that... Exceptionally odd.."
Anyways, I was still ghyliakered that there weren't any police behind me yet to shoot me full of lead, so I did the same thing while getting off of the street, only this time I downshifted to second going into the turn at about 50, then waited for it to drop a gear before I slammed on it and slid around the back end to make my turn. What was painful was the six inch dip that I faliuoted accidently sideways and probably huillagerred my front suspension to all yikulopscoapistan.
But that time, the radio blinked off for 10 seconds! And even odder, the ammeter got stuck all the way at full throw right for a minute! And then it started slowly going down...
What the haftapples did I break? I decided to play stupid are irresponsible with my truck, because of a lack of hot chicks, and now my truck is probably broken, isn't it?
Opofacap.
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked all my stuff and drank
all my wine.
Made up my mind
To make a new start
Going to California
With an aching in my heart
Someone told me
There's a girl out there
With love in her eyes, and flowers
In her hair
Something about that, irony or some kotoakat, really lapetegawetad the psycholocago out of me and I figured; well, if I get chased by the police and decide to crash into a brick wall in order to kill myself on the prime time news, well, why not.
Unfortunately there were no police around to chase me, but I got into a temper and downshifted to first as hard as I could at just under 30 miles per hour, stamped on it to make(run) a yellow(red) light, J-turned into an intersection and went on my way.
"Wow, that's strange, I swear that the radio turned off for a second when I did that... Exceptionally odd.."
Anyways, I was still ghyliakered that there weren't any police behind me yet to shoot me full of lead, so I did the same thing while getting off of the street, only this time I downshifted to second going into the turn at about 50, then waited for it to drop a gear before I slammed on it and slid around the back end to make my turn. What was painful was the six inch dip that I faliuoted accidently sideways and probably huillagerred my front suspension to all yikulopscoapistan.
But that time, the radio blinked off for 10 seconds! And even odder, the ammeter got stuck all the way at full throw right for a minute! And then it started slowly going down...
What the haftapples did I break? I decided to play stupid are irresponsible with my truck, because of a lack of hot chicks, and now my truck is probably broken, isn't it?
Opofacap.
Originally Posted by wannadiesel
Sounds like some flaky electrical connections - and what are you smoking? 

That's what I'd figure first of all, but would a bad connection that I jarred loose cause the ammeter to shoot to full throw? That scared the gaoulpers out of me.
And Iker, I don't have any stuff, and I've already smoked all of my wine, so... Koupafitive.
Thoughts: So preyilk... So preyilk...
"I broke my truck because there aren't any hotties in California"
Where did they all go?
When I was out there in the early 60's, the hotties were everywhere. I couldn't go out without getting hooked up or fixed up.
Where did they all go?
When I was out there in the early 60's, the hotties were everywhere. I couldn't go out without getting hooked up or fixed up.
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Originally Posted by Begle1
I was driving along a residential street, listening to my radio, equipped with Led Zeppelin CD.
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked all my stuff and drank
all my wine.
Made up my mind
To make a new start
Going to California
With an aching in my heart
Someone told me
There's a girl out there
With love in her eyes, and flowers
In her hair
Something about that, irony or some kotoakat, really lapetegawetad the psycholocago out of me and I figured; well, if I get chased by the police and decide to crash into a brick wall in order to kill myself on the prime time news, well, why not.
Unfortunately there were no police around to chase me, but I got into a temper and downshifted to first as hard as I could at just under 30 miles per hour, stamped on it to make(run) a yellow(red) light, J-turned into an intersection and went on my way.
"Wow, that's strange, I swear that the radio turned off for a second when I did that... Exceptionally odd.."
Anyways, I was still ghyliakered that there weren't any police behind me yet to shoot me full of lead, so I did the same thing while getting off of the street, only this time I downshifted to second going into the turn at about 50, then waited for it to drop a gear before I slammed on it and slid around the back end to make my turn. What was painful was the six inch dip that I faliuoted accidently sideways and probably huillagerred my front suspension to all yikulopscoapistan.
But that time, the radio blinked off for 10 seconds! And even odder, the ammeter got stuck all the way at full throw right for a minute! And then it started slowly going down...
What the haftapples did I break? I decided to play stupid are irresponsible with my truck, because of a lack of hot chicks, and now my truck is probably broken, isn't it?
Opofacap.
Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked all my stuff and drank
all my wine.
Made up my mind
To make a new start
Going to California
With an aching in my heart
Someone told me
There's a girl out there
With love in her eyes, and flowers
In her hair
Something about that, irony or some kotoakat, really lapetegawetad the psycholocago out of me and I figured; well, if I get chased by the police and decide to crash into a brick wall in order to kill myself on the prime time news, well, why not.
Unfortunately there were no police around to chase me, but I got into a temper and downshifted to first as hard as I could at just under 30 miles per hour, stamped on it to make(run) a yellow(red) light, J-turned into an intersection and went on my way.
"Wow, that's strange, I swear that the radio turned off for a second when I did that... Exceptionally odd.."
Anyways, I was still ghyliakered that there weren't any police behind me yet to shoot me full of lead, so I did the same thing while getting off of the street, only this time I downshifted to second going into the turn at about 50, then waited for it to drop a gear before I slammed on it and slid around the back end to make my turn. What was painful was the six inch dip that I faliuoted accidently sideways and probably huillagerred my front suspension to all yikulopscoapistan.
But that time, the radio blinked off for 10 seconds! And even odder, the ammeter got stuck all the way at full throw right for a minute! And then it started slowly going down...
What the haftapples did I break? I decided to play stupid are irresponsible with my truck, because of a lack of hot chicks, and now my truck is probably broken, isn't it?
Opofacap.
(looks for the white jacket with the straps 'round back)
Originally Posted by Begle1
I was driving along a residential street, listening to my radio
Something about that, irony or some kotoakat, really lapetegawetad the psycholocago out of me and I figured; well, if I get chased by the police and decide to crash into a brick wall in order to kill myself on the prime time news, well, why not.
Something about that, irony or some kotoakat, really lapetegawetad the psycholocago out of me and I figured; well, if I get chased by the police and decide to crash into a brick wall in order to kill myself on the prime time news, well, why not.
Begle, perhaps you can find one of those hottie doctors to write you a new prescription.... I think your other one has expired.
You lost me too. I'll read it again tonight when I get off of work and drink a couple of beers. Maybe it will be crystal clear.
You lost me too. I'll read it again tonight when I get off of work and drink a couple of beers. Maybe it will be crystal clear.






