RE: Racing Moment Humor

["Aaron Ness" <aaron@makuta.com>]

I've heard that castor oil *really* smokes a lot.  I knew a guy who was
thinking about putting a little squirt bottle under his seat and running a
line to the exhaust.  This would allow him to put as much or as little as he
wanted onto his exhaust at the appropriate time.  Sounds like fun to me!

Aaron
'84 Scirocco - Woo-hoo!
'70 Bug - hibernating
'87 Nissan truck - Soon to be for sale
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> -----Original Message-----
> From: owner-scirocco-l@scirocco.org
> [mailto:owner-scirocco-l@scirocco.org]On Behalf Of Antaki
> Sent: Saturday, February 05, 2000 5:12 PM
> To: StephyGee; scirocco-l@scirocco.org
> Subject: RE: Racing Moment Humor
>
>
> Many a time I have considered a rear-mounted oil spray,
> figure that will get
> rid of the vain fools who tailgate out of pure assholiness.
>
> Or, a jet of oil onto the hot catalytic perverter.
> Of course there would be a reservoir for storing used oil in,
> so's I don't
> go wasting the good stuff on these worthless slime.
>
> Or some type of paint-eating pigmented puke spray, set to
> coat just the
> front of their car.
> Imagine their surprise when they find that mess at wash-time.
> Maybe they'd realize where it came from, and change their ways.
> Oh, well, time to reload the crack pipe...
>
>  R
>  o
> Antaki
>
> Many a man thinks he is buying pleasure, when he is really
> selling himself
> to
> it. -Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)
>
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: owner-scirocco-l@scirocco.org
> [mailto:owner-scirocco-l@scirocco.org]On
> Behalf Of StephyGee
>
> Sent: Saturday, February 05, 2000 10:39 AM
> To: scirocco-l@scirocco.org
> Subject: Racing Moment Humor
>
>
> So I was up bright and early this morning because I had to
> take Mom to her
> doctor's appointment.  I'm my usual mellow,
> not-a-care-in-the-world self as
> I'm heading down the 110 highway to merge into the 10 East.
> I'm in the far
> right lane and there's an open lane next to me (hell, it was
> too early for
> traffic on a Saturday morning).  Anyway, this Honda Civic EX
> (mini-sedan
> looking type) comes blazing out of nowhere and sits smack on
> my car's ass!
> If I tapped the brakes, the guy would have been in my back
> seat wishing me a
> good morning :/    Okay....the lane next to me is EMPTY yet he's still
> sitting on my backside.  I slow down so he can get the hint
> to go around if
> he's in a hurry.  No dice.  He flips on his parking lights
> and they are a
> neon blue color and vibrates/fluctuates colors so the damn things are
> winking like a neon sign.  I'm coming up on the merge lane so
> I guess I got
> a bit of road rage at this point (it was the lights damnit!),
> downshifted to
> fourth gear, and punched it into the hairpin (30 mph zone)
> turn.  As I did
> this, I let out my usual "whoo hooo!" howl and had the most evil grin
> plastered on my mug (face, that is) while I'm glaring at this
> guy in my rear
> view mirror.  My Mom looks over at me with wide-eyed horror,
> shakes her
> head, and asks, "I was a good mother, wasn't I?"   I had to
> laugh :) as I
> watched the Honda fade in my mirror then glanced over at my
> Mom.  I know I
> have New Mexico plates on and the California (LA in
> particular) drivers give
> me NO love, but damn....   Yeah....I need therapy :)
>
>
> Steph
>
>
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