Mornin’ my sweeties, hope you all doin’ well and can’t wait to get another action- and fun filled day started. After yesterday the spraypainter and me decided the chance of rain was too big and agreed on starting his next round of un-fucking his bad paintjob only today, I first went to the Foodlovers Market and on the way had my track aligned …
YAY! They have made a plan to finally provide me and Oubaas with powersteering. After long thinking and talking muffled below my van they emerged with a half-formed idea. By its looks the Cortina or Granada steering rack is too huge or at a wrong angle or whatdoIknow so they wanna put in some “box” from a Mercedes S-Class. Ooooh, posh! ๐
Judging by the amount of donour parts everywhere in and on Oubaas I should maybe rename him Frankenford or sumsuch. ๐ฎ Well, it’s Halloween season anyway …
With new power steering you’ll have to go back to the gym for your upper body workouts. Haha, the rich Asian lesbians made me laugh so hard. Frankenford would have to be puke green in color, but Oubass is an icon.
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“Oubass is an icon.”
No. But Oubaas is! LOL Baas means uncle, master, bossman, elder …
But right, yes, we wanna avoid a sickly green painted car. ๐ฎ
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I miss my mk3 gxl. I owned quite a lot of fords whilst working as a mechanic.
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Good to know that mechanics choose Ford as their trusted vehicles. They are better, no? Real blue collar heros. I love them soooo. My dad had a row of Fords but he knew nothing about cars and probably bought them since the dealership was close by. No wonder his daughters both turned out to be kinda petrolheads and chose boats and cars over family and kidz and all that sentimental nonsense.
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