My friend Bob the Splooge Man thread
Bob once had this old, blue 50 chevy named "Precious." I had a black 53 Ford flathead eight with a lead-reinforced rear end for towing. A real tank. I bought it for $75. I used to back into Precious repeatedly parked in front of Bob's house -- hard. Once the cops pulled up when I was doing this and one of the cops leans out the window and casually asks "What are you doing?" Then Bob's mom, who hated my guts, comes running out of the house in her robe with her hair in curlers and starts yelling "Arrest that hoodlum, officers." Fortunately, the cop knew my dad and just took me aside and said "Don't do that anymore, OK?"
Bob also once had a really ugly green 55 Olds. We used to cruise around construction projects in it on Sunday afternoons after church and dump over outhouses. Bobv liked to back into them -- hard, but I discouraged him from doing that. Once a cop caught us and made us go around and right each one.
Bob once got really mad at a guy who'd owed him money for a long time. He spent all day building this elaborate ramp out of plywood. Then he got the guy's motorcycle, rode it at high speed onto the ramp, way up in the air like Evil Kneivel, and headfirst into the guy's swimming pool. Really spectacular.











your just tellin tall tales