The SUNDAY morning thread...
#184
RE: The SUNDAY morning thread...
so im the first to post on this awesome snowy sunday!
ive had a crazy few days. my bro got a new engine/turbo/etc in his a4 its kinda nice and gay becasue its not modded and i am, and hes at 101k..sigh
anyway the audi christmas party was awesome last night. lots of food/drinks/dancing haha.. for all you chciago people it was at the renasance hotel in oakbrook, behind the cheesecake factory! i won some stuff but i really wanted a psp! the damn guy in parts won that! and some girl!wtf is that bullshit they are like 45 years old.
in my crazy state on the way home 30 min ago i realized that ESP sucks, DONT ******* NEED IT, it makes your traction WORSE! just turn that **** off.
go bears.
oh and i think this thread should be a sticky! so we dont have to search for it every time i try to post.
ive had a crazy few days. my bro got a new engine/turbo/etc in his a4 its kinda nice and gay becasue its not modded and i am, and hes at 101k..sigh
anyway the audi christmas party was awesome last night. lots of food/drinks/dancing haha.. for all you chciago people it was at the renasance hotel in oakbrook, behind the cheesecake factory! i won some stuff but i really wanted a psp! the damn guy in parts won that! and some girl!wtf is that bullshit they are like 45 years old.
in my crazy state on the way home 30 min ago i realized that ESP sucks, DONT ******* NEED IT, it makes your traction WORSE! just turn that **** off.
go bears.
oh and i think this thread should be a sticky! so we dont have to search for it every time i try to post.
#187
RE: The SUNDAY morning thread...
I got caught out in the rain last night and got my car all dirty again after washing it and polishing the wheels. [:@]
I did learn how to wet sand spots after using touch-up paint though, so that's good.
Today is going to be great football day. Would someone go on a beer run for me?
I did learn how to wet sand spots after using touch-up paint though, so that's good.
Today is going to be great football day. Would someone go on a beer run for me?
#188
RE: The SUNDAY morning thread...
Now that it's warming up a little...
LoL, my car apparently doesn't like the cold as much as *I* do. When the temp went below freezing I picked up a "metallic" whistle, somewhere under my hood. Now that it's warming up the whistle's going away, and my car no longer sounds lke a tea-kettle at full song!
I wonder how much it would cost to change ALL my hoses for braided-steel lines?
LoL, my car apparently doesn't like the cold as much as *I* do. When the temp went below freezing I picked up a "metallic" whistle, somewhere under my hood. Now that it's warming up the whistle's going away, and my car no longer sounds lke a tea-kettle at full song!
I wonder how much it would cost to change ALL my hoses for braided-steel lines?
#189
RE: The SUNDAY morning thread...
You know, everytime I see this thread, I start humming some Johnny Cash to myself.
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.