When a patient asks me “can we listen to something else” I tell em that if they ever pick me up to transport me to addiction treatment that they can pick the station.
Sometimes after I tell the woman that I talked to Rob or Russ or some other dude she'll ask if I asked him about..... Ummm no. Why not? Because he's not a chick. Okay I will call his wife.
Did this happen this past weekend? John used to have a Savoy with IIRC a wicked Hemi in A/SA
And a 340 in E going 10.96?!!!
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tough guy Read it in a pirate voice and laughed out loud 
This past weekend in Chandler.
Wild Horse Pass which used to be Firebird.
Originally say the pic on my phone. Then was looking at it more and was like holy shit
My friend's dad's pos 70's Caprice Classic station wagon. It had a 400 ci with 4 bbl carb, no muffler, blown shocks. We stole it one day and he got it up to 120 in the rain on a little back road north of the SLC airport. Smooth as glass. Found all the potholes on the way back at 35 mph, the speed limit! We accidently learned about hydroplaning that day. My friend was 15, I was 14. How we survived our childhood is still a mystery to me.
That's in Portland, Oregon.
And do I really need to explain my answer?
Just about any trailer park. There are a few nice parks.
No way they’re drinking black coffee. Most of them won’t touch it until it’s 87% moca choka bullshit and iced.
Priced at $2500
There would be a line to get one.
It’s funny because it’s true!!
And the pile of brass is smaller than the group…
