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That necessary? People can just tell it's you by the amount of blue bars under your avatar.

:rotflmao: Thank you reg for once again expanding my use of the English language.

I'm with Casket on this one. Sorry, but I'd wait until something that's newer and not rusty comes up. If there's two things life has taught me, it's these... patience is it's own virtue, and good things come to those who wait. Yeah, I know getting your own wheels sounds awesome and feels great... until you find your ride going to hell. And with that rust, the salty Ontario winter roads will wreak tons of havoc... Hell, wait a while and you may be driving a Charger in due time.

Not ugly... just... weird... Oh well... at least it sticks out.

There's BitTorrent, which is excellent if you want to download complete albums. No, it's not legal, BUT, it uses a decentralized system, so it's tricky for the authorities to nab you. Full CD's often have very good to excellent quality (192-320kbps) A program I recommend and use is Azereus.

Well considering I have not burned any bridges with YJ, or even had an argument with him, or pretty much any other member on this board, spoofing Yellowjacket wouldn't make sense. If you want, think its me, I don't care; but I don't go around copying people's account to piss them off or make them look stupid.

But.. But Leather is cruel to the animals! I find it funny at first that your brother isn't telling you everything about the cars problems... ...and then I find it very serious. Ok, so some of may not like telling people that our car has had problems, but the fact remains that some Toyota owners are wilfully not telling people about their cars' problems. Perhaps these same people are mailing Consumer Reports' survey...

W-a-a-a-a-a-it a second. That's a lot of periods and question marks in one sentence. The only member I know of that uses that many periods instead of the more practical "..." is... ... No... It couldn't be...

Dammit, you took Red Barchetta... Oh well, Panama - Van Halen (I can't drive 55) - Sammy Hagar. Not a car song per se, but a protest against the national 55 mile speed limit.

I feel bad for his kids and wife. I'm sure he knew that he was staring death in the face every time he tangled with all those deadly animals, but it's still one of those things you don't expect to hear. Sad how a guy who educated people on endangered species and the environment and has a family ends up dying at the age of 44, and yet a guy like old fleabitten Osama is sitting in a dusty cave after murdering plenty of people and not one boulder strikes his head.

He's at number EIGHTY-NINE?! Does this guy happen to have a job by any chance?

Is that always a good thing? Maybe the hackers gave up on us and moved on... ... or we're next in line.

I also noticed the cheap looking HVAC controls. From previous photos of the concept, the interior looked more polished, much higher grade. This truck will easily surpass the previous Tundra's sales, which isn't saying much, but I still get the feeling that a comparably equipped domestic will be thousands less and that this truck likely won't eat into much of the Domestics share. Not bad though.

The mystery deepens...

Internship... at Ford?... I dunno, but I get the feeling that your name is going to appear on some molestation claiment lawsuit form.

When my school band went on tour, our instructor always kept this gem on hand. Of course, we totally sucked at all the other songs in our repertoire (George Gershwin would knife us to death if he could), but we'd whip this ditty out at the end of every concert and the audience magically forgot how much we sucked!

Harmonica!

Well first, a dark mage from Toyota has to antiphonally chant a variety of Psalms backwards in a dark cavern. After the chantings, blood is drawn from the nearest Catholic baby and spilled onto a fiery glowing rock. After a bout of hot, sulfury steam, thick organic ooze seeps up from the centre of the Earth and melds itself into a platform and slowly hardens. After the hardening, the mage then proceeds to rip out an adolescent males' heart from his ribcage and drops it into the engine compartment. The heart fuses with the then hardened organic ooze and expands into a large organ which looks like an engine and transmission. After praising Satan, the dark mage sends this "demonic, petrol powered chariot" down an evil assembly line, filled with dark trolls, and morloks who rip flesh off their bodies and adhere it onto various parts of the vehicle with an excellent eye for "fit and finish." It is then sent into GM's department, where GM's engineers adhere a Pontiac grille to the front and call it a day.

George Harrison

If anything, he's a guy who thinks that feelings and the discussing of them is for wussies. I often think the same thing, maybe way too often. That, or he's afraid he'll have to use the mood altering drugs. If anything, tell him to go out and get jogging and hitting the weight bench. Exercise helps release endorphins and that may be all that he needs. Plus, he'll end up looking and feeling better, thus making him generally happier. It'll also make him not look or feel wussy if that's the case. Take from it what you will. I'm no doctor anyway

John Belushi

RENT

I'd agree with you Black and Blue, but he's got a kid, and therefore has a major hand in her life.

Aerosol

Ice Cream