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One tows a huge trailer with 4 cars in it, the other tows the mechanics trailer with a lift and all their pitstop tools in it. They're about the size of a semi's trailer, probably a little bit smaller.

They have many purposes. One of my friends father owns two 650's. He uses them to pull the mechanic and car trailers for his race team. They are excellent work truck and can haul pretty much anything you throw at them.

Only thing Japan is good at is making cars, dressing up like girls, and catching A-bombs.

Saw that comming a mile away, once i read "Supprise ending, brace yourself"

Turned off @ 1.02 No funny found.

its a phone sex number, yet is a personal cell phone from Colombus, Ohio ? And we can't mention you? Why the fuck would they know its you it's its a phone sex number? You'd get better results being honost. I.E "This guy beat me up in school, nd im a little bitch and need other people to do things for me, like annoy their cell phone kekekekekee"

I'm not sure who wrote it. I saw it on another forum and posted it here. It has alot of meaning for me, as an ex-coke head, ex-smoker, and ex-stoner. So I thought others might also enjoy it, that have also battled addictions.

I know right?

No, I did not write this. There once was a boy called Gimmesome Roy, he was nothing like me or you, Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do. As a kid, he sat down in his cellar: sniffing airplane glue, And then he smoked bananas...Which was then the thing to do. He tried aspirin and coca'cola, breathed helium on the sly, And his life was just one endless search to find that perfect high. But Grass just made him want to lay back and eat chocolate chip pizza all night, And the great things he wrote while he was stoned looked like sh*t in the morning light. And speed just made him rap all day, reds just laid him back And cocaine-rose was sweet to his nose, but her price nearly broke his back He tried PCP and THC but they didn't quite do the trick Poppers nearly blew his heart and mushrroms made him sick Acid made him see the light, but he never remembered it long And hashish was just a little too weak and smack was alot too strong And quaaludes made him stumble and booze just made him cry Till he heard of a cat named "Baba Fats" who knew of the perfect high. Now Baba Fats was a hermit cat who lived up in Nepal High on a craggy mountain top up a sheer and icy wall "But hell", says Roy, "I'm a healthy boy, and I'll crawl or climb or fly But I'll find that Guru who'll give me the clue as to what's the perfect high so out and off goes Gimmesome Roy to the land that knows no time Up a trail no man could conquer to a cliff no man could climb for 14 years he tries that cliff and then back down again he slides Then sits...and cries...and climbs again persuing the perfect high He's grinding his teeth he's coughing blood and he's aching and shaking and weak As starving and sore and bleeding and sore he reaches the mountain peak And his eyes blink red like a snow blind wolf, he snarls the snarl of a rat As ther in perfect repose and wearing no clothes...sits the Godlike Baba fats "What's happening, Fats?" says Roy with joy. "I come to state my biz." "I hear you're hip to the perfect trip. Please tell me what it is for you can see, says Roy to he, "that I'm about to die So for my last ride, Fats, how can I achieve that perfect high?" "well dog my cats" says Baba Fats "here's one more burnt out soul who's looking for some alchemist to turn his trip to gold But you won't find it in no dealers stash or on a druggists shelf Son if you seek the perfect high...find it in yourself!" "why you jive motherf**ker" screamed Gimmesome Roy, " I've climbed through rain and sleet I've lost three fingers off my hands and four toes off my feets I've braved the lair of the polar bear and tasted the maggot's kiss Now you tell me the high is in myself what kind of sh*t is this? My ears 'fore they froze off," says Roy"had heard all kinds of crap But I didn't climb for fourteen years to listen to that bullsh*t rap And I didn't crawl up here to hear that the high is on the natch so you tell me where the real stuff is or I'll kill your Guru ass" "ok ok," says Baba Fats, "you're forcing it out of me There is a land beyond the sun that's known as Zaboli A wretched land of stone and sand where snakes and buzzards scream And in that devils garden grow the mystic Tzu Tzu tree And every ten years it blooms one flower as white as the key west sky And he who eats of the Tzu Tzu flower will know the perfect high, for the rush comes on like a tidal wave and it hits like the blazing sun But the Zaboli land is ruled by a giant who stands twelve cubits high With eyes of red in his hundred heads, and waits for passers by And you must slay that red eyed giant and then swim the river of slime Where the mucuos beasts they wait to feast on those who journey by and if you survive the giant and the beasts and swim the slimy sea There's a blood drinking witch who sharpensher teeth as she guards that Tzu Tzu tree." "To hell with your witches and giants," laughs Foy, "to hell with the beasts of sea As long as the Tzu Tzu flower bloom, some hope still blooms for me." And with tears of joy in his snow blind eyes, Roy hands the Guru a five Then back donw the icy mountain he crawl pursuing that perfect high. "Well that is that, " says Baba Fats, sitting back down on his stone facing another thousand years of talking to God alone. "It seems, Lord," says Fats, "it's all the same old men or bright eyed youth It's always easier to sell them some sh*t then it is to give them the truth."

WE HAVE A BANANA BUCK LOTTERY WINNAR! MINKEY!

Who doesn't?

And who is the ops here?

^^^ coMfusing ?

And you said you wanted to join the US military? Get a clue kid... Another 15 year old trying to be cool online... If you do sign up, it better be the fucking army, stay the hell out of my Corp.

They need Steve Ballmer http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2362050448778905490

She must have gotten one of these as a kid. http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=412195&in_page_id=17

Buy German or Japanese.

Yamaha YZF-R1 998cc. ( I think )

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