[84gt347]

Monday:9:00 am, office in p-view:

I'm calling in dead. My hands feel like i washed them with a cheese grater. My shoulders are creaking and poping, and i'll never get all the crap out of my eyes that crumbled off the belly of your car. My ears have antifreeze and wax in them. I ate some doritos before bed and licked the powdered cheese off. Yep, motor oil under the nails comes with that. *I'd have to call that a great day!*

You guys are gonna have to rally to me and help me get my white junk running.


All in all, i say we kicked ass in tha shop. Got Tj's car running good, got yours out and tore down, got that f-bod junk ready for some new shoes.

Its just badass when you've got guys with air tools and bustin loose on a job like that. I'm lookin forward to the reinstall.

Dark_5.0 come on down, we got wrenches that will fit in your hand, maby a mug too. Will that hot rod of yours make it down?