The strange State of California

[turbolou]

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lol Doug called me Monday to ask when the last time I changed the oil was...so I told him, "right before you got here". Hell, he was nervous enough the way it was, I didn't want him wondering about "now Lou, how many miles do you think........"

And that full tank of gas...well, we don't want any California residents thinking that us Texans are a bunch of cheap pricks. Which we are, by the way.

I felt bad that I had to pick you guys up in a Suburban that looked like a bomb went off inside it. And poor Doug had a hell of a look on his face as he scratched a white, dried, and unknown substance off that seat with his fingernail LMAO "Doug, relax, it's just dried milk" is all I could get out. I knew what he was thinking

He spent all of the next day cleaning the truck & going over every little detail.Hell If he would of treated his women that good he still wouldn't be single.He has ordered a painted lid & man are they expensive. $1,1000.00 but he swears that it will be his last truck & intends to keep it for ever. Got an appointment with a dent guy to get that little fly speck off the hood.Now he's a bit uppity & hinting around to race me in mine.I may have to hurt that boy. Lou

 

[Kid with a toy]

You West Coast Yankees kill me.

 

[turbolou]

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You West Coast Yankees kill me.

I donated about two hours of time buffing out the hood & listen to Doug pontificate about some insignificant blemish's in the hood. All that for a beer & an opportunity to harass a hot looking barmaid whom I officially designated as one of my niece"s ( I have many ) When we got back to the shop I got on E.bay & found him the identical hood brand new about 30 minutes away for 1/2 price. Doug now seems to resent me for trying to save him $600.00 all this & still have time to fix cars & hes only one of many malcontents that I have to deal with. By the way I'm originally an East coast Yankee that got ran out of N.Y.

 

[Kid with a toy]

No matter which coast ya’ll are from, you boys will always be welcome with open arms, a full bottle of Jack, and a fresh can of chew…here in the Lone Star State.