KenA
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I’m married. The possibility of no fucks is way higher. So do I use ‘For fuckless sake!’
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Yep. I passed an accident years ago on the Autobahn (no speed limit there) and the car which had hit the boar looked really bad. Don't want to imagine if this had happened at really high speed.And then a bunch of boars crossinglike yesterday
Wildschwein-Rudel überquert A1 – Mehrere Tiere sterben auf der Autobahn
Ein Rudel Wildschweine verursachte einen schweren Unfall auf der A1. Mehrere Tiere starben, in beiden Fahrtrichtungen fand die Feuerwehr tote Tiere.www.sauerlandkurier.de
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^^^ that's dark.
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All together now, Ricky Racc-----------!
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Bloody hell, Rocky 
1974 and still on the road says it spent its life in a desert state with hardly any rain.1974 and still on the road says it isn't European
But seriously, it took GM a while to figure out how to do an iron block with an aluminum head and the Vega was a dismal attempt. The V8 transplant can only be an improvement in that regard.
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Guard your liquor cabinet!
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Ah, now then, during lunch at work, I ate 3 plates of beans (which I know I probably shouldn't have).
When I got home, my wife seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly, "Me darlin'! I have a surprise for dinner tonight." She then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just as she was about to remove my blindfold, the phone rang. She made me promise not to touch the blindfold until she returned and went to answer the call.
The beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming unbearable, so while my darling wife was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a dead 'roo in front of a garbage dump! I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously.
Then, shifting to the other leg, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage. Oof! Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on releasing atomic bombs like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable!
Eventually the phone conversation farewells signalled the end of my freedom, so I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself.
My face must have been the picture of innocence when my wife returned, apologizing for taking so long.
She asked me if I had peaked through the blindfold, and I assured her I had not.
At this point, she removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around the table, with their hands to their noses, chorused, "Happy Birthday!"
Sheez...
When I got home, my wife seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly, "Me darlin'! I have a surprise for dinner tonight." She then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just as she was about to remove my blindfold, the phone rang. She made me promise not to touch the blindfold until she returned and went to answer the call.
The beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming unbearable, so while my darling wife was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a dead 'roo in front of a garbage dump! I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously.
Then, shifting to the other leg, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage. Oof! Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on releasing atomic bombs like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable!
Eventually the phone conversation farewells signalled the end of my freedom, so I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself.
My face must have been the picture of innocence when my wife returned, apologizing for taking so long.
She asked me if I had peaked through the blindfold, and I assured her I had not.
At this point, she removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around the table, with their hands to their noses, chorused, "Happy Birthday!"
Sheez...
