roff voodoo

Yep. Some kind of auto-related curse going on here for su
1) I'm driving back from Penns 2002 and blow out my car's air
conditioner.
2) I'm driving to the Mass Appeal 'clave and blow out a tire.
3) I'm driving to meet a wandering roffian who strayed into New England
for supper tonight and throw the main drive belt after getting about 70
miles from home. Spent the evening in the company of a tow truck driver
instead. Thanks goodness for AAA Plus, or I'd be staring at a $300
towing bill!

Somehow I manage to drive back and forth, up and down across the entire
East Coast, from Maine to Florida, and never need so much as a quart of
oil, but throw another roffian into the equation and things get fubar.
--
TL,
Tim
who knows it's entirely possible that I *should* probably do some
preventive maintenance on the car once in a while to stay off this
voodoo.
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Tim writes:
tales of ROFF-related woe snipped

hmmm. Voodoo,eh??? Ever **** off Dean, by any chance?


Spent the evening in the company of a tow truck driver

You could've worded that one differently. Thanks for another indelible
mental image....GACK!
Tom

Thomas Littleton wrote:
Tim writes:
tales of ROFF-related woe snipped

Spent the evening in the company of a tow truck driver

You could've worded that one differently. Thanks for another indelible
mental image....GACK!

What makes you think she wasn't hot?
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TL,
Tim
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"Tim J." wrote in message
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What makes you think she wasn't hot?


'cause you wouldn't be bitching, you'd be bragging

Wayne Knight wrote:
"Tim J." wrote in message
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What makes you think she wasn't hot?

'cause you wouldn't be bitching, you'd be bragging

I seldom brag about other people's looks but, hey, I'm hot, too. Right
now, I mean. It was cold as a witch's. . . er, popsickle on that
turnpike tonight.
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TL,
Tim
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Wayne Knight wrote:
"Tim J." wrote in message
...
What makes you think she wasn't hot?

'cause you wouldn't be bitching, you'd be bragging

I seldom brag about other people's looks but, hey, I'm hot, too. Right
now, I mean. It was cold as a witch's. . . er, popsickle on that
turnpike tonight.
--
TL,
Tim
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Tim J. wrote:

... It was cold as a witch's. . . er, ...

I was at a DECUS and that conference was being held
at the same time and the same place as a conference
for modern day witches. I met a witch in the bar late one
evening and asked if I could feel her breast just to, you
know, prove or disprove the old canard. She demurred but
added that she gets that request a lot. ;-)

--
Ken Fortenberry

Tim J. wrote:

... It was cold as a witch's. . . er, ...

I was at a DECUS and that conference was being held
at the same time and the same place as a conference
for modern day witches. I met a witch in the bar late one
evening and asked if I could feel her breast just to, you
know, prove or disprove the old canard. She demurred but
added that she gets that request a lot. ;-)

--
Ken Fortenberry

Tim J. wrote:
Yep. Some kind of auto-related curse going on here for su
1) I'm driving back from Penns 2002 and blow out my car's air
conditioner.

Well at least I let you follow me across the high water on Elk Creek.
Oh, you only had hip waders. Oopsy.

2) I'm driving to the Mass Appeal 'clave and blow out a tire.

I am not responsible.

3) I'm driving to meet a wandering roffian who strayed into New England
for supper tonight and throw the main drive belt after getting about 70
miles from home. Spent the evening in the company of a tow truck driver
instead. Thanks goodness for AAA Plus, or I'd be staring at a $300
towing bill!

Well, I had dinner at the Cuban Grill across the street. The food was
marvelous. Sirloin tips with Mojo sauce, garlic mashed potatoes and
grilled asparagus. Since you never got here, I'm not responsible.

Somehow I manage to drive back and forth, up and down across the entire
East Coast, from Maine to Florida, and never need so much as a quart of
oil, but throw another roffian into the equation and things get fubar.

Yah know, kinda sounds like a periodic maintenance problem to me.
Maybe next time. One of these days, I'm gonna set up the Boston
Massacre Part Troix. Sorry I missed you.
By the way, who forgot to pay the heating bill for this friggen state?
Walked out of the hotel and the wind chill was about 0! Time to head
back south of the Mason Dixon line.
--
Frank Reid
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Tim J. wrote:
Yep. Some kind of auto-related curse going on here for su
1) I'm driving back from Penns 2002 and blow out my car's air
conditioner.

Well at least I let you follow me across the high water on Elk Creek.
Oh, you only had hip waders. Oopsy.

2) I'm driving to the Mass Appeal 'clave and blow out a tire.

I am not responsible.

3) I'm driving to meet a wandering roffian who strayed into New England
for supper tonight and throw the main drive belt after getting about 70
miles from home. Spent the evening in the company of a tow truck driver
instead. Thanks goodness for AAA Plus, or I'd be staring at a $300
towing bill!

Well, I had dinner at the Cuban Grill across the street. The food was
marvelous. Sirloin tips with Mojo sauce, garlic mashed potatoes and
grilled asparagus. Since you never got here, I'm not responsible.

Somehow I manage to drive back and forth, up and down across the entire
East Coast, from Maine to Florida, and never need so much as a quart of
oil, but throw another roffian into the equation and things get fubar.

Yah know, kinda sounds like a periodic maintenance problem to me.
Maybe next time. One of these days, I'm gonna set up the Boston
Massacre Part Troix. Sorry I missed you.
By the way, who forgot to pay the heating bill for this friggen state?
Walked out of the hotel and the wind chill was about 0! Time to head
back south of the Mason Dixon line.
--
Frank Reid
Euthanize to reply