In This Issue
Chicks Dig the Car
Help needed
2009 and beyond
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Calendar Girl Contest!
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Classic Car Community is looking for the next Classic Car Calendar Girl. This contest is open to all members. Submit your poses with your favorite classic and you could be chosen to represent your community on the first of many calendars to com ... more
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Best Ride Contest!
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Think you have the best wheels on the road? Well put your classic car up to the test in the Community's
Best Ride Contest. Submit a story stating why you think your ride rules the rest and you'll be entered to win a $500 gas card.
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Chicks Dig the Car, Part 3
I know I left you all hanging with my second story about Chicks digging my car. If you haven't read the first part, click here. I'll wait............
OK, now that we are all caught up, the question arose, how are we going to get out of this mess we got ourselves into? Before I tell you how we got out of there, I should tell why they were crazy. To all of the members out there that went to college, do you remember the degree that some certain woman were pursuing? The MRS degree? Yes, these were those women. Immediately we knew they weren't too bright. If you are still confused the MRS degree is the degree to become Mrs. So-and-so. That was first thing. The second was the redheads laugh. She sounded like Fran Drescher and a Gilbert Godfrey had a baby. It was that annoying. Man, I can still hear her...runs shivers up and down my spine.
So, here were some initial thoughts on how to get out of there. First, just run...run like we have never run before. That wouldn't work because we were far from home, didn't want to leave the car and one my buddy's ran like a girl...you know who you are. Second, tell them we were doctors and just got a page to get to the emergency room. That didn't work because we didn't have pagers nor a stethoscope. Third, I told them that I had to take my grandmother to the food market and needed to leave right away. "All four of you need to go? And your grandma goes to the market at 10:45 at night...on a Saturday?" she asked. Crap.
So, how were we going to get out of there. Just then a fifth friend of mine shows up and is clueless about the ladies. Then it hit me, "we have people coming over to our house and needed to entertain them." Before they were able to say anything, the four of us took off and left them with my friend that showed up late. Sorry about that man, serves you right for being late.
So, we left and went to another establishment. Sure enough, as the night came to a close and we were driving up to our house and we see the Isuzu Amigo. We walk in and see them sitting on our couch. How could this happen? We look at my late friend and he had a big smile on his face. "Well....see you later!" and he ran out the door. Revenge was served.
So now what? It's about 1:30 in the morning and we start playing SEGA. My roommate yawns and states he is tired and heads off upstairs to bed. I followed suit and I head off to my room, leaving them downstairs.
We woke up at about 6:00 am the next morning to find them still downstairs. "I have to go to Church!" my roommate yelled, "Me too!" and we bolted out the door. A) I wasn't Greek Orthodox and B), my roommate and I haven't been to church in over 5 years. But we were out of the house. I asked him, "should we be concerned that we are leaving 2 crazy women in our house? What if the steal something?" "Would you really miss anything?"....I thought about it...nope...and the tires screeched out of there.
As we were leaving, I felt the '66 Cyclone laughing at me. Darn you Cyclone, darn you! We came home later and they were finally gone.
With great horsepower, comes great responsibility.
Remember that....please, remember that.
Help Needed
Fellow member Doug McKeel was the unfortunate victim of a stolen '72 Chevelle Malibu. Please click here and read his story. If you have any information, please do not hesitate to contact him directly. With everyones help, we should be able to locate his car and return it back to the rightful owner.
2009 and Beyond
Next week I will send out another Newsletter announcing my plans for 2009, so please be sure to read that one and remember to spread the word.
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