GhitaAmati
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First Car...1966 Malibu Chevelle, 2 door...my grandmother bought it new off the lot in 1966, still had less than 100,000 miles on it when I got it in 1996. I rebuilt almost the entire body, it was more like sculpture than body work really...damn I miss that car...wonderful motor, poor grandma had been taken as a dupe, everytime anyone told her something needed replacing, she paid for it. She kept all the paperwork, from maintenance to gas reciepts...carburator had been rebuilt every 6 months....lots of things like that. Damn motor was basically brand new when I got it, and after I did the body work to fix some rust, painted it silver...damn she was a pretty car...now Im all nostalgic and shit. Idiot me finally gave in and sold it when I was flat assed broke and it was all I had. That car paid for the birth of my first son (no insurance), paid the first month and security deposit on an apartment, and I had enough left over to buy a POS pontiac sunfire. Finally traded it in on a 1994 Pontiac Firebird in perfect condition, flame red....I drove that for quite a while until I let a friend borrow it and they smashed it all to bits. I cried. Got enough from the insurace company for a Ford F150 pickup, which was what I really needed anyway for work. Traded it in last year on a 2005 Nissan Quest because I am officially a soccer mom, really...my oldest plays soccer..... Sir has a 2004 Nissan Frontier crew cab, and we also have a 1994 Nissan pickup 4x4 for driving around the farm and hauling the garbage to the dump.
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I said I was a submissive, I never said I was a GOOD submissive. Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good. ~Woody Allen
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