Got this in an e-mail, had to share:

If you don't listen to anything else today, listen to this one. This will definitely make you laugh! Turn up your sound and hit the website below. The accident occurred in the Dallas-Ft. Worth area. This is a phone call from a man who witnesses the accident involving four elderly women. It was so popular when they played it on CHUM- FM that they put it on their website. The guy's laugh is contagious. Just close your eyes and picture what he sees.

[www.chumfm.com]

Can you imagine if he sued them for assault. These four old ladies beat me up. lol

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I don't have a clever motto, but I love cars and motorcycles.
1983 280zx
1974 Can-am mx1 250cc
1974 Honda tl125cc
1983 Honda xr80
1976 Yamaha it400=gone
Suzuki jr50cc= gone
Honda sl70cc=gone
Honda xl80cc=gone
Honda xl100cc=gone
Honda xl125cc=gone
1975 can-am tnt175cc=gone
1975 can-am tnt175cc=gone
[www.bikepics.com]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Too bad there isn't a video. That was absolutely hilarious.

It's funny but it sounds staged.

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western Nebraska
1979 280zx coupe parts car
1980 280ZX coupe
1980 280zx 2+2 gone to z heaven
1991 maxima
2001 maxima
2002 maxima
1994 F150 4x4 van works custom pickup


Where are the old guys?
Sometimes you don't miss them until they're gone!
Nobody to whine and cry to-
I kept telling you not to poke the bear
Better get an FSM, learn how to read it and keep it handy children...

Repost. Happened almost a decade ago.

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I taught I taw a putty tat

Ballistic, Ruler of Interstates
Baller Status: God of Roads
Stage XX+ 1993 Z32 NA Wideboy Edition
"SoulTaker"

[www.roadgodz.com]

Bob Hill and his new wife Betty were vacationing in Europe, as it happens, near Transylvania . They were driving in a rental car along a rather deserted highway. It was late and raining very hard. Bob could barely see the road in front of the car. Suddenly the car skids out of control! Bob attempts to control the car, but to no avail! The car swerves and smashes into a tree.

Moments later, Bob shakes his head to clear the fog. Dazed, he looks over at the passenger seat and sees his wife unconscious... With her head bleeding! Despite the rain and unfamiliar countryside, Bob knows he has to get her medical assistance.
Bob carefully picks his wife up and begins trudging down the road. After a short while, he sees a light. He heads towards the light, which is coming from a large, old house. He approaches the door and knocks.
A minute passes. A small, hunched man opens the door. Bob immediately blurts, "Hello, my name is Bob Hill, and this is my wife Betty. We've been in a terrible accident, and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I please use your phone?"

"I'm sorry," replied the hunchback, "but we don't have a phone. My master is a doctor; come in and I will get him!"

Bob brings his wife in. An elegant man comes down the stairs. "I'm afraid my assistant may have misled you. I am not a medical doctor; I am a scientist. However, it is many miles to the nearest clinic, and I have had basic medical training. I will see what I can do. Igor, bring them down to the laboratory."

With that, Igor picks up Betty and carries her downstairs, with Bob following closely. Igor places Betty on a table in the lab. Bob collapses from exhaustion and his own injuries, so Igor places Bob on an adjoining table.

After a brief examination, Igor's master looks worried. "Things are serious, Igor. Prepare a transfusion." Igor and his master work feverishly, but to no avail. Bob and Betty Hill are no more.

The Hills' deaths upset Igor's master greatly. Wearily, he climbs the steps to his conservatory, which houses his grand piano. For it is here that he has always found solace He begins to play, and a stirring, almost haunting melody fills the house.

Meanwhile, Igor is still in the lab tidying up. His eyes catch movement, and he notices the fingers on Betty's hand twitch, keeping time to the haunting piano music. Stunned, he watches as Bob's arm begins to rise, marking the beat! He is further amazed as Betty and Bob both sit up straight!

Unable to contain himself, he dashes up the stairs to the conservatory.

He bursts in and shouts to his master:




"Master, Master! ... The Hills are alive with the sound of music!"

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Me Y0RGO...You Not

Sorry, YORGO...

long wait for too little return on that one...

boZton Wrote:
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> Sorry, YORGO...
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> long wait for too little return on that one...

Agreed, but still pretty funny.

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I don't have a clever motto, but I love cars and motorcycles.
1983 280zx
1974 Can-am mx1 250cc
1974 Honda tl125cc
1983 Honda xr80
1976 Yamaha it400=gone
Suzuki jr50cc= gone
Honda sl70cc=gone
Honda xl80cc=gone
Honda xl100cc=gone
Honda xl125cc=gone
1975 can-am tnt175cc=gone
1975 can-am tnt175cc=gone
[www.bikepics.com]