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Discussion in 'Off Topic [BG]' started by Joe Gress, Apr 16, 2010.
In Amsterdam, some people started to pick up smarts and throw them in the canals
As if I couldn't love Amsterdam anymore. Not only can you get stoned, you can toss smart cars into the canals. We need to do this in Cali.
And remember what Vincent Vega said: Nothing is more chicken**** than ******* with another man's automobile.
no updates joe?
yesterday I read this... NOT funny... I was totally ticked off for you.
today... just came back to thread that was updated with the picture... sorry man... I giggled at the photo... no, that's not true... I laughed... kinda hard... no, that's not true either... I laughed REALLY hard!
I'm better now... Sorry about your car.
Oooops... okay, NOW I'm sorry again...
Your *location* says Salem, Oregon- are you lit?
BTW, let's not forget the hookers.
I was laying in bed last night. I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about this thread. Who would tip over Joe's car? Why would they do it? Then, it hit me. Joe, just where were you the night of the incident? I'm not saying your a suspect, I'm just saying call me if you plan on leaving town any time soon.
take blood samples! lol maybe you catch em hehe
that sucks,I'd be so (*&^$(@#*& - pissed off....im sure my car's weight on it's plastic doors WOULD break them....
I was in Pueblo the other day, but I promise it wasn't me.
Not from what I already know. I'm going to give the sheriff a call today with the bill amount from the car, and also the info about the blood. The car should be done in the shop this afternoon, and my pop is coming down to pick me up.
I didn't sleep in the dorms last night due to the fact I really don't feel comfortable there anymore. The house I'm supposed to be moving into at the end of the month is more of a home now to me.
One of the stupid things that happened was the sheriff supposedly came to my dorm room and knocked on my door. My useless roommate answered, and told him that he hadn't seen me. I WAS SLEEPING ON THE BED RIGHT NEXT TO HIM!!! The officer left, and starts calling my mom. I'm still not waking up since I sleep like a dead rock (and yes there is a difference between a live and dead rock), so she gets out the cell bill and starts calling those who I talk to the most. She was scared poopieless until I finally woke up at 4. I start getting dressed and my useless dippoopie roommate opens an eye and says that someone was looking for me and they he didn't realize I was there.
I think I'll be spending most of my time out of that dorm the rest of the month to say the least.
Hehe, [DEL]drinking[/DEL] socializing and playing cards with a coworker till 1am. Before that I had work from 6pm.
You're roommate didnt know you were there beside him when the police officer came to your house..hmm..
The perfect crime!
You went out, drunk, flipped over your own car, then fell asleep. You have nothing to gain from flipping over your car, thus it can not be linked back to you. The perfect crime!
Bag em boys.
College seems fun.
You know, the more I think about what all the stupid bastards had to go through to get the car to the position it was in, I kinda giggle, smile, and replay the scene in my head.
See, what you need to do is just start flipping random cars in hopes you get the person back.
Except I didn't drink enough to be drunk. Just talkative.
Or putting sugar in their gas tank...
Potato, and whistle.
Whistle at a potato and it totals a car?
Not exactly. You place a whistle in a properly caved potato, then hide/shove the potato in the end of the car's muffler.
The car now starts with a loud fweeeeeee, and doesn't stop until the engine is off.