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Yeah, I am sure a Pontiac with all those emblems and nameplates doesn't look anything like a 41 Ford. And I know the Camaro and Firebird were identical under the sheet metal, but when the warranty paperwork states you own a Camaro, when you actually own a Firebird, they may claim you got rid of the Camaro and are trying to get the muffler replaced on your Firebird. I couldn't get the moron to understand that, so I gave up, and drove my "Camaro" home.
Just finished reading the LA Times. I dislike the 1/2 page fold over ad that covers the 1st page. No doubt it helps keep the paper alive, but what a pain. Better to have the 0.5 inches of newpaper ads all in one section so they can go directly from my drive way into recycling on my way into the house.
Ayup, that's one of mine too, Sean. Nothing should be covering the headlines. How else can I read the top stories through the newspaper machine door? My local paper does the same thing, so I guess it is the latest marketing technique for that industry.
People who don't use their turn signals. Only time I like it is when I'm having to do traffic control, I can send them in the direction that takes them back to where they started from. "Next time signal"
You come to a stop sign and the bone-head going in the opposite direction is also stopped then tries to turn left in front of you, like I'm suppose to know he's turning. "Next time signal"
I hate when I ask a question and someone tells me everything anout the topic before answering my question. All I need is the GD answer to my very specific question!
The other day I called my sister to ask what the room number was for my mother's doctor's office. Her response was;
Her: "It isn't in the hospital! Go across the street..."
Me: "I'm in the right building, what's the room number."
Her: "It's accross the street, let me get you the street name."
Me: "Whats the room number?"
Her: "Ok, its on the first floor of the brick building"
Me: "The first number of the room number tells me the floor What's the room number!?"
I ended up just cussing her our and my phone died before she told me. my sister is the Devil.
I hate when I ask a question and someone tells me everything anout the topic before answering my question. All I need is the GD answer to my very specific question!
I'll ask my wife what time we need to be somewhere, and she'll proceed to tell me the rational used for calculating our arrival time.
I calmly and gently tell her "I asked you what time it was and you're telling how to build a watch".
This Hennessey Takes the Expedition Tremor's Off-Roading Capability to the Next Level
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