My "emotional support mechanic", Chip, got me for $3,500 (the cost of the car), $800 in tires at Discount Tire plus the stuff I've been working on. I'm probably pushin' 9k.
I bought it to chase away ghosts. It worked until I thought about Cari (the last gal Bidet killed with his clot-shot mandates) today.
I'm building it for Sling Blade's daughter who's going to be 13 later this month. The car has 89,000 miles on it. It might have 92,000 on it when I turn it over to the Squirt if I live that long.
I picked up from where you left off in 1976, in 1980. I actually saw the end of The USSR in late 1991. I think I was in Wiesbaden when the Berlin Wall came down in 1989 or whenever that was.
I know you wouldn't be very happy with the US right now. I watched you live your life in quiet desperation. I was the guy who never held the flashlight correctly, but I did know my tools at 3 years old.
I did OK, Dad, but It's about time for me to move on. I wanna stick around long enough to see the first homo/tranny/pedo/negro be inaugurated Commander-in-Chief.
I can hear your ashes churning.
(Edit) Cole Swindell October 19 Nearest event · Fort Wayne, IN Thu 7:00 PM · Allen County War Memorial Coliseum Ticketmaster
I probably won't make that. It's four miles away, the FWPD gets upset every time I unlock my driveway gate and I don't like being in public.
Pacman, out.
(Edit 2) Gals like the Hawaiian shirts I bought to hide the gun on my hip. If I could show them my clown car I'd have them in my bed in a heartbeat.