slant6billy
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So after my day of driving hard on Eve, I'm out at the end of my driveway just before dinner getting in that oil change. I have the ramps on the driveway apron since the chin spoiler is way still too low. I've been known as the neighborhood wrench for cheap for a while. While filling the golden good stuff, another neighbor walks on over to see what's going on. This mid 30s chick already tanked one marriage and lives with a dude who drives a Prius. Ok he might be a tool and I might be decent with tools, but I don't crap where I eat or in this case where I live. So for all you youngins, take my advice it ain't worth the 5 seconds, 5 minutes, one night stand. Us older dudes only need like 3 seconds or 4 hours based on the warning on the pill bottle. This chic was asking to go for a ride or sit in the drivers seat. I know how my wife thinks and my Volare' would have been burned to the ground with me in it. So I was not buying what the chick was selling. Call me slow or a homo, but as grimy as I was and sticking of BO, there was no way that chic was in her right mind. Besides, my wife allows my other woman to be Eve- my Volare. I get to have a romp on Eve like a ho with chipped tooth. My Volare asks to be beat on. The best part, I share the keys..... so I'll be headed to the track the first Friday in June, if anyone wants sloppy seconds on my Volare.