Goddamn tire, plus i have to get it valeted. I had a cigar ash problem too, that was 100 of it, I dropped some ash from my cohiba on the lambswool over rugs ,while talking on the cell to my broker


Oh well, what can one do

I'll be back in business tomorrow afternoon, they usually have some little poppsies workin there so I will get a nice cup of tea.



purr purr.

;-))))



Last edited by Nickatilynx at Apr 6 2004, 06:47 AM

:biglaugh:

shit, i had the same problem with the tire, good thing i don't smoke :moon:

Shoulda bought a camaro :(

nick, I hate you had some troubles with your ride, did you have to drive the backup porche : )

Well, if you would let your Chauffeur handle the fucking driving like the rest of us do and let the peons handle the business calls then you wouldn't be in this predicament, now would you ?

:awinky:

nick, I hate you had some troubles with your ride, did you have to drive the backup porche : )[/b][/quote]
Naw....took the Suburban. ;-))))

Anthony's taking the Porsche in to have its brakes done.



(OH!!!! that might be worth it own thread too ! )

;-)))

Shoulda bought a pontiac for da womens

Never let a chaffeur drive a Bentley!!!!

Its a drivers car. :)

Get a Rolls-Royce if you have a chaffeur.

Btw...during our heavy partying period we DID have a chaffeur LOL

Day-ummm. That makes the $74.99 I gotta spend at Elmer's Used and Recently Liberated Auto Parts to replace the seat in my 88 Chevy Pickup Truck (dropped a cigarette on the floor and that pretty Christmas McDonald's bag I was saving caught fire) seem pretty minor.

:okthumb:

haha.. classic.. I sure hope you never get a chip in the windshield.

edit: err spelling



Last edited by Bishop at Apr 6 2004, 12:26 PM

You dissin my Pontiac???

;-)

Funny thread!!!

BASTARD!!!!!!!!that is not funny!!!!!!!!!!

;-)))

see grogan , this thread was an INTENDED joke.

Congratualitons to grogan for achieving the same without any effort.


;-))

edit: err twatiness

or the Batmobile :matey:

:biglaugh:

Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pantry
Had to be the aristocracy

The members that she toyed with
At her city club
Were something in diplomacy

So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues

And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her Bentley
Suddenly she feels so young

I can't deny it
With that smile on her face
It's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase

ahh to beable to upgrade to a Bently

a little more room to live in then my Grand Marquis

:awinky:

Deep Purple

Great Song!

:wnw: