Originally Posted by
Desperado
Dear Doctor Clamp,
Well, it happened again. When I pulled "Men in Tights" off the shelf and I popped it into the DVD player, sure enough, somebody had put the wrong movie into the case. I ended up watching " Monty Python and the Holy Grail".
You can probably guess what happened next. No one but me wore tights and sang, and now my wife is all mad because she says that I'm just wasting time and good lumber building a giant bunny. I told her that my plan is to roll it down I-75 to the Camp Creek Pkwy exit, climb out and be forever based in ATL.
P.S. I also had a double serving of bacon with breakfast.
P.P.S. Do you think that a motorcycle is a good investment?
Mired in Motown
Greetings Mired,
First off, your effort is admired.
Secondly, your nice little dance in tights may not have gained you a squadron, but we may have solved your callsign problem. Afterall, a callsign is usually gained either from something obvious in your name or an embarrassing act witnessed by many. If so, you're welcome.
Third, the gigantic bunny is more than welcome in the parking lot. The "locals" that guard the gate might be a bit confused, just make sure youve got a worldport sticker on it.
Fourth, Careful on the roads. We don't salt down south, and no one slows down. Sideways at 85 miles per hour is how you rock out on 285 in ice. Don't forget to be on your cellphone and listen to 50 cent loud enough for anyone in a 3 block radius to also be enjoying your tunes.
In regards to your PS, I thank you. Keep enjoying it.
My former neighbor in my old apartment complex can hook you up with a nice bike. I agree with 1234. Let your melon air out and ride on!
Thanks for your queries, caller!
80ktsTHRHOLD