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A little wet sanding - ready to paint in that climate

I am just glad Steve did not mount anything in the flick - I was kind of hoping he was going to shoot a grass/water mixture onto the pickup!

Thanks Mister Ed!

A muslim, a African American, a illegal immigrant, and a socialist go into a bar. What does the bartender say? What will it be Mr. President?

How well did you know your relatives? We come from France!

I think he fell in a big white snow bank

I just noticed this was in 1988, so the semi-mullet you be sportin' is okay when viewed from a historical standpoint.

Great photo of your hair. Oh and the rest of it is good too

Good to hear from you Mr. Jim - glad you got over your rant okay - I will let someone else test just how cuddly you have become. Heh, Heh, he said member

DigDoug - Okay I get it - I am a little slow, but I really brighten up when I finally figure something out I downloaded them fine - A single axle, long wheel base truck looks like all you can do is put a van body on it and haul some dry cleaning around, but a long wheel base tandem like that one looks like it is ready to go DO something! Thanks for posting - as always, I wish it was in Missouri for me (or Colorado for Jay).

Did you take the rainbow pony tail holder out and let your hair ride the wind?

I broke the back glass out of a IHC tractor when I did the same thing - I feel your pain..........

I have been wanting a nice B model like this one to install this rollback on: I buy a lot of cars at a auto auction 18 miles from my house every friday and I thought this would be a fun way for me and the kids to actually use an old Mack on a regular basis to get them home. Garrett - I tried calling you but the number did not work?

Dude - You like, need to like, get like a new 'puter screen. They like are not all like four feet long anymore.

Wow - I am impressed they did not pop out until the fourth post! Once I read the thread title, I started the countdown to risque.

I was the high bidder - who wants to drive it home from NJ to Missouri? I will buy your lunch when you get here?

Randy - What is the widest you have ever hauled?

Ben and Vinny - I can't even begin to describe how large Rob is. Have you ever seen that movie Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory where the girl swells up and they send her to the pressing room to squeeze her? He literally is that large. He is also very morose (look that up) as he no longer can fit in most truck cabs.

My nickname at UPS was Wood-eye. The supervisors would come down the belt with some extra air packages when we were supposed to be getting off work. They would ask if anyone wanted to work a couple of extra hours delivering them, and I would jump ten feet with my hand in the air yelling out: Would I! We were so poor, I would do anything for extra funds.

My brain saw the word peaches and thought this thread would be different. As far as the nickname Slob is concerned, I don't even know where to begin

Great photos! Can you get everything in the trailer for a single trip when you move?

Rob - The trouble is he needs a baterry - that must be like a group of artillery - not a battery, as in electric storage device?

Oh yeah - the web sites on here are supposed to be interesting, the events are supposed to be current, the photos and jokes are supposed to be funny - okay now we will start that up

Vinny - No one thinks you are gay. And there are a big gang of bruisers on here that will kick the ^&%$ out of anyone that says such a thing. No one thinks that you should be anything right now other than a great little boy that likes Macks (especially U models)

I learned on a manual - once you got over like 30wpm with no mistakes, you got to go for a week and sit on the side of the room and use one of the four SPECIAL electric IBM's. I think it was my sophomore year as well that I took typing. I had a crazy friend that carried around a huge four foot long duffle bag. No one really knew what he kept in there. He got to where every few days he would steal a couple typing books and take them home. By the end of the year, the teacher got so mad that she offered a reward to anyone who would tell her who had been taking the books. No one turned him in, so she said that she would pay $10.00 for each book she got back and no one would get punished - you could return them no questions asked. The next day we walked into class and he had a stack almost up to the ceiling of typing books. He thought he hit paydirt and was sitting there with a shit-eating grin on his face. She just cackled and grabbed him by the hair with one hand and the nearest ear with the other and literally drug him to the principal's office - she told us all that in school you are there to learn your lessons, and the lesson of the day was not to steal or to be stupid enough to think you won't get in trouble when you do steal.