TSCLT 7.0: Hemis, Harleys, Hooters-n-Harridans

Home. Way busy day. Grazed out with company. A rack o' ribs and a baked tater. Gawd, it was damned good.


Gotta lotta work done today, and lined up a shit-tonne more for tomorrow.


Then I went out and bought another gun. I'ma gonna buy a few thousand rounds for it tomorrow. I can hardly wait to shoot some shit with this baby.


And this day is done in my book . . . .


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Happy Thursday!!!


I scored a Milwaukee 15 gauge angle battery finish nailer. I'll hit the store and get a couple of boxes of nails for it in a couple of different lengths. I'll look forward to trying this critter out.


Looks like the heat has backed down a little. Yesterday was gray, so it wasn't so hot, but it was a bit breathless.


Meh. It all could be so much worse . . . .


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It's okay.


It's a device which fires a projectile, of sorts.


It's marketed as a "gun."


The local pawn shop has a 50th anniversary Sportster for sale for way too much money. But it's a really purdy orange . . . .


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I always thought the rear bumpers on the Cobra were a joke. Then again, if you drive it right no one will ever rear end you. :)
 
Morning all.

I think you're doing your part in that regard Wat.

I drove a 289 Cobra that a Ford dealer had on the lot down in Miami when they were new. The experience made you want to write a check on the spot - unless you stopped to consider that it was one of those cars you bought as a second car to drive on weekends and then only if it weren't raining. At that point in my life I could only afford to have one car so I bought something practical - an Olds 442. :D
 
My grandfather had an Olds 442.
After he passed, my grandmother drove it.
One morning she was clocked doing 72mph in a 35mph stretch of road.

She protested to the cop and assured him, I never went over 35! as she pointed to the gauge.

Ma'am, that's the tachometer...
 
It was a nice car.

It replaced the Olds Presidential.
That was a really cool car back in the day.
 
My grandfather had an Olds 442.
After he passed, my grandmother drove it.
One morning she was clocked doing 72mph in a 35mph stretch of road.

She protested to the cop and assured him, I never went over 35! as she pointed to the gauge.

Ma'am, that's the tachometer...

LMAO. Sounds about right depending on the rear end gearing. The valves would start floating at about 56 hundred RPM and when that happened the telephone poles were going by like a picket fence.
 
... the guy beside me looked as white as a ghost...




[as white as a chipbutty bad guy, like the one she's living with

What a fucking moron!]
 
I had a Cutlass Supreme with the old 330 engine in it - no, not a tree fiddy. Look it up. That thing would turn revs. With the old close ration 4-speed in it - a factory option - it would hit 60 MPH in first gear.


We have Latinos carrying cabinets. I have no idea why they don't have some kind of truck/trailer rig.


Gotta go out here and hustle up some weasels.


Oh, the new trim gun shoots well. I tested it out on the office trailer. I mean, where else, FFS???


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Home/Scrotel13. Picked up a bit of graze for the evening repast.


Scored a rent-a-crib. It's across town, which is a bit of a hassle, but not really. The neighborhood is nice and the landlady is cute as a button - much better looking than the last one. I guess that'll justify the higher rent, too. It is more upscale.


And she'll tolerate all my silliness, the stuff I want to do. Like have a bike in the 'hood. With loud pipes. And loud-cats.


I wonder if loud cats save lives as effectively????


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Her and Harry are both way smarter than you, dipshit.

Yea but they are white, which makes them born racist oppressors, just like you Luk.

Feel guilty for the color of your skin white boy, you like they are racist enough to deserve every bit of it. :cool:
 
1) I like big butts, and I cannot lie, more so at 97c/lb. I hadda partially debone this one to shoehorn it I to my big, (6 qt?) crock of a pot.

2) I would drive that Cobra in the rain, I would race beside the train. I would do without a boat, I would not mourn my Dad's sold GTO. <---- this rhyme-inates. I'd be in heaven if a 427.

3) I miss bumpers of all description, except those ugly-as-shit Fed-mandated ones that led to the al-you-minnie-uhn beam/picnic cooler foam/plastic shrouded abominations we have now. Speaking of Goats and Birds of Fire, if you get me a '69, real bumpers please, none of that urethane nonsense. You should see how urethane bumpers look after five decades in the Arizona heat.

I have a vague idea of installing chrome bumpers off of a triumph or mg or something on my now vintage Honda. I can't picture, though, what sort of shape the otherslwise unfinished body should have without the plasti-formed junk. Metal would be rad, but 'glass would probably be OK. It's just sitting around and I haven't played with bodywork in ages.I want to weld up the ugly roof seams, or hack the top off and roadster it. Problem is it would still be an ugly design.
 
Good morning all.


Today, I'm going to check out a Rottweiler puppy as a candidate for an outside dog
to help with a little bit of critter control. The dachshunds are getting too old and
this one is a male; I can't remember the last time I had a male dog...
 
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