Tuesday, July 12

Anyone lose a car?

Well, this morning was like any other morning, with once exception. I woke up, opened up the door to get the Wall Street Journal, and put my shoes on to go for a walk. Usually, I look out, admire the green grass and calm nature. Except today, outside on the street was a stolen Chevy Camaro, white with blue flames. It was practically gutted. No front tires, the interior had been cleared of any electronics, the trunk was open and had just remnants of thumper speakers and power amps. There was a pile of crap, like boxes, window blinds, a few receipts and other random castaway items that seemed to be taken out of the thieve's car to accommodate the new found loot. I called the cops who arrived shortly after. They said that no one had reported their car stolen as of 6:15 am. Christy did some sleuthing of her own, predicting that the action happened before 3:00 am because the sprinklers had been on and the pile in our yard was wet. We just couldn't believe we didn't hear at least a crowbar or tire jack being used right in front of our house. The windows happened to be shut b/c we finally have the air on. Oh the excitement on Fillmore, how it continues....


lonniessiss said...

Rod - Hey Jack, what's happenin'?
Joe - Oh, I don't know.
Rod - Well, rumor around town says you think you might be heading down to the shore.
Joe - Uh, yeah, I think I'm goin' down to the shore.
Rod - Whatcha gonna do down there?
Joe - Uh, I don't know, play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.
Rod - Hey, don't forget to get your Motley Crue t-shirt, y'know, all proceeds go to get their lead singer out of jail.
Joe - Uh huh.
Rod - Hey, you gonna check out the Sandbar while you're there?
Joe - Uh, what's the Sandbar?
Rod - Oh, it's this place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.
Joe - Oh, cool.
Rod - Y'know who's gonna be there?
Joe - Uh, who?
Rod - My favorite cover band, Crystal Shit.
Joe - Oh.
Rod - Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed, in fact, it goes a little like this:

Love me two times baby
Love me twice today
Love me two times girl
Cause I got AIDS
Love me two times baby, once for tomorrow, once cause I got AIDS

Joe - Wow, Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there.
Rod - Yeah, I hope those guys have a good sense of humor and don't take us to court.
Joe - Uh, what's the court?
Rod - Never mind that,
Joe - Oh, you mean like the People's Court?
Rod - Well, that's another story; the important thing here is you gotta ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore.
Joe - Uh, how you gonna get down to the shore?
Rod - Funny you should ask, I've got a car now.
Joe - Oh wow, how'd you get a car?
Rod - Oh my parents drove it up here from the Bahamas.
Joe - You're kidding!
Rod - I must be, the Bahamas are islands, okay, the important thing now, is that you ask me what kind of car I have.
Joe - Uh, what kinda car do ya' got?
Rod - I've got a BITCHIN CAMARO!

I ran over my neighbors
Now it's in all the papers.
My folks bought me a BITCHIN CAMARO with no insurance to match;
So if you happen to run me down, please don't leave a scratch.
I ran over some old lady one night at the county fair;
And I didn't get arrested, because my dad's the mayor.
Doughnuts on your lawn
Tony Orlando and Dawn
When I drive past the kids, they all spit and cuss,
Because I've got a BITCHIN CAMARO and they have to ride the bus.
So you'd better get out of my way, when I run through your yard;
Because I've got a BITCHIN CAMARO;
And an Exxon credit card.
Hey, man where ya headed?
I drive on unleaded.

davegannon said...

Thanks for the lyrics, whoever you are. A good comment ...and a great song.

lonniessiss said...

Luke..it is your neighbor
with the shetland ponies
and mulch addiction

last clue....
Members of the "I HATE CHICO" fanclub.

your site rocks

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