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Oh, yesterday when I was grabbing groceries, I was having trouble unlocking the car, got a bit frustrated then realized that was key to Honda CBR not the Honda Pilot, you fuckin idiot.
 
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augustiron said:
You matched your car to your dryer, next level!
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Gave that one away when we moved the laundry inside and went stackable.

The old hallway to the garage is now the indoor laundry and the entrance to the garage is to the front right of the car which makes tons more sense.

That hallways was a huge waste of space.

Came up with that idea while sleeping.

Probably high too. :loco
 
Hot damn brake rotors are expensive. Guess I'll ride out my slightly below spec rotors on the hyper a bit longer.
 
N4teTheGreat said:
I had completely forgotten about that song
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What he said ^ . Also I remember some young woman telling me “oooh I hate this song” at that time . Song was funny. The time when young men kicked knapsack balls….

….around the town squares .

Aside from beck /loser I was never much into pop rock 🎸 :dunno
 
I didn't exactly like to explain a lady I've more than anyone

but it's tied to a lady that infected my life so bad that I almost killed myself.

I've always joked that I am a one woman man I can't two women at once. The only time I've done that, they inhabited the same body.

The worst part of is they had the same name which made it hard to understand something if I'm dealing with piss and vitriol. or some point that good caring warmful wonderful lady was just gone and the only thing I had left was a vengeful hateful woman one of her tasks to make my life a living hell.


She,both, were Yakuza. Her father paid up to get her out of the mental institution they were in. Her mind was shattered into to different personalities long she/they met me. She made my life a living hell where I wanted kill myself. I tired everything I did, at work, at home, at any friends' house, I was constantly monitored. Her cousin used to talk to me when I'm when I'm not because he knew all these Yakuza resources for a personal vendetta is bad for business. You know what she did when she found out, she cut his head off. His only offense, he was being an innocent guy and going to level, but no Makiko wanted every detail about and told where she her lives, what car wers her parent what dinner they had on the family table.

She let me to try to have a happy life but I was never happy because at a

Sorry for this super deep and depressing post. And I'm not making any of this up. I wish could. I've said a part of that story. I usually don't say anything about because the 100% truth should would sound would be a farce.
 
The house behind us is putting up a big ugly garage thing. Mrs Abacinator is less than thrilled about having to look at it
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