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The Redneck James Bond
Join Date: Sep 2000
Location: Fayetteville NC
Posts: 1,707
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![]() Well, the rain stopped, and the clouds disapated late in the afternoon. It was looking like it may be a fun Saturday after all.
It was fun, and the clear skies gave me a chance to make a fool of myself in a public area Once again. This time, it did not go as planned at all. Even now by mid section aches, my butt still hurts (That doesnt sound good, but read on), and open invitation to desert still stands. ![]() It started out with a phone Call. Tim C calls me up and asks what were all doing tonight. In other words..Where is the gang going to eat tonight? We decide upon Chilli's next to the Cross Creek Mall in Fayetteville. Right at one of the bussiest and most traveled areas here. A Cruise spot. So, I call half the gang, and Tim C calls the other half to tell everyone Chilli's at 6:30. Then I call Chilli's and make arrangements. 6:30 rolls in and we all meet at Chilli's. Of course, we go in and ask how long, and I tell them I made "Prior arrangements for a party of 9". Oh, Damien is it? It will be 10 minutes. So we all wait outside. As I'm sure there is at any Chilli's restaraunt is a BIG HUGE CHILLI PEPPER half out of the ground sitting in the front. It was calling my name..Damien...Oh Damien. The converstation was drowned out by my thoughts of taming the Wild Chilli Pepper. The Busy intersection was stopped because the light was Red. Cars were stacking up. Low Riders, Muscle Cars, Imports, and Old machines all sat, drivers eyes wondering onto the Busy Chillis Scenery. There she sat, my big Red Chilli Pepper, in clear, plain view of everyone at the intersection. I walked towards it. I sized it up. I'm short, 5 '6 tall. I would have to jump onto it to "Ride It". So I kind of squated and prepped for the jump. Through the air I sprung like a athlete doing a jump. YELLING YEE HAW..Or I think I did...Cant remember. The Chilli Pepper approached. I had jumped to hard and to high. WIth a LOUD THUMP I landed on the Chili Pepper. The pepper was harder than it had looked. Pain shot through my butt and I stradled the BIG RED CHILLI PEPPER ( I had planned on riding it like a horse..Yelling Yee Haw) It hurt bad..Then at Full Velocity I slid foward towards the big GREEN STEM sticking out. I racked myself pretty hard in the mid section on the Green Stem, pain shot through The Specific Male anatomy parts. Holding onto the Stem like a handle, I was lost in pain. My butt hurt, along with my...Um...Jewels. Then I started to slide, legs still somewhat wrapped around the chilli, I slid around the side. The sky filled my sight, I was hanging Upside down, on the bottom of the pepper, then a final stab of pain hit me and my grasp loossend. I fell and landed on my back. OUCH...SKY..NO Clouds..OUch, my butt, and my crotch hurts..Ouch. I tried to stand up, I staggered, Unable to stand upright. EVERYONE WAS LAUGHING....EVERYONE!! People sat in ther cars lauging, people who also were waiting outside. My friends were just about on the ground, a few were crouching down holding there stomachs, faces red from luaghing. From there angle, (The lower half of the Chilli Peper was hidden behind Bushes from there angle) they said I lunged in the air, Yelled Something and Landed with a loud Thump, racked myself, Yelped loudly and flew out of view. I finally recovered from my injuries enough to walk and stand up. We eventually got seated. Our waitress, Amy, was pretty, with a heavy Souther Accent, and.....Very well..Umm...Endowed with What god gave women. She was pretty, Cute, and just...I dont know...Charming I guess. One of the guys in our party tried to get his foot in the door, but he tried to hard and ...It just didnt work. So I thought I'd lay on the RedNeck James Bond Charm, It worked. She told me what time she'd get off, and said she'd be more than happy to wait on us again because we were a cool bunch (Which was Merc, Tim C, Mike Navigator, Sandman, Budman94GT, Knight Rider, Clint, RS350, and Joey). I had to use the restroom, so after we all paid, everyone left. (Never ask a waitress out infront of anyone, especially your friends) So after I got out, I went up to her and asked if she'd like to have desert with me. She said She'd like to but she was working, painfully obvious, but not what I ment. I asked her if she might be able to join me if I stopped by later tonight for coffie and desert, she said if she was still there she'd love to. But she let me know that they might cut her out early since she'd been there all day, but she was working tommorrow. I told her I'd stop by later tonight. Well, I left the lot at 10:50. I missed her by 5 minutes...Argh...She's cute, Drives a 94 GT 5spd, and ummm....Okay this is a "Family" site so I wont go to into detail. ![]()
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