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The majority are the rule rather than the exception. Visit NYC to see this postulate borne out. Oh, btw, why would Dodge discontinue Sublime? One would think that Chargers and Challengers, at least, would have high impact colors available.

Those are the four things you need to go grate fishing. Kids used to fish for change dropped down the gratings. Best locations were gratings near bars and by bus stops. Drunks and people rushing for the bus always drop a lot of change.

That beauty sure would look purty displayed next to one of your Pochers.

@Merkur XR4Ti: Since you neglected to indicate where you live, i'll make a guess and say it's not a city popular with millennials of this ilk. Heck, it might not even be a real city. Are there more than two traffic lights in you burg? i observe these refugees from NorthSouthWiscoTuckyVaniaBraskaSotaGon daily. I see how they spend their time. The difference is that most of us work, or are retired, and pursue whatever hobby as a leisure activity, not as a lifestyle. I carp on millennials because they deserve it. They are narcissistic, self-entitled parasites and woefully lack any knowledge of anything more important than where the next music venue will be opening. Want to blame somebody for them? look in a mirror. They're the result of over-indulgent parents who didn't know how to say "no" to their precious snowflakes. I carp about what I see in my pied de terre. You couldn't keep them at home in that tract housing community located in the flyover state you're from because they were starting to annoy the living hell out of you; so, you shipped them out to, and financed their four year playcation to my neck of the woods to annoy the hell out of everyone here, right? Working, and having to earn a living, interfere with their busy schedules filled with mirth and merriment. You can't spend six hours a day stealing Wi-Fi at an organic, fair trade artisanal coffee bar while blogging about buying loose cigarettes at the only bodega left in the neighborhood that hasn't yet been displaced by another trendy tee shirt boutique and hanging out until 3 A.M. at your newly favorite microbrew lounge if you work. That is, like yah, so not kewl. So, you pay their rent and give them a monthly stipend so they can enjoy their waking hours in a perpetually Peter Pan-like state of bliss without having to worry about insignificant distractions like employment. That is, until the middle of the month. By then, your little urban explorers have completely pissed through their allowance and are broke until the first of the month. The most telling sign of that is the trendy bars and eateries these less than useless wastes of resources frequent close three to four hours earlier than in the beginning of the month due to the abject lack of clientele. They rummage through restaurant and supermarket trash for dinner, looking like pipe cleaner physiqued raccoons wearing 25 foot long neck scarves and ski caps in August, or living on Fruit Loops and ramen until you make that next deposit into their bank accounts. Your non-employed, limitless free time, parentally subsidized me-monkeys are responsible for the dramatic increase in drug use and overdose deaths over the past ten years, due especially to a marked increase in heroin use, in my neighborhood. Robberies, burglaries and muggings have also increased since you palmed off your problem to another place. Aren't you glad that your subsidies are being put to good use? P.S. Why are you playing kickball? Can't hit? Use a lighter bat.

Free stuff, and promises of more, paid with money from other people's pockets has destroyed personal initiative and the incentive to succeed on one's own.

Get a cheap airbrush and use aluminum oxide abrasive powder. Same stuff as used to etch glass and metals.

You know.

If you don't comment, we'll kill the dog!

It was a way of augmenting a kid's ability to obtain important kid stuff.

Nah. This is a family joint:

That vintage aluminum foil on the package tray doubles the value of any kit.

What could you do with these four things?

Let me clarify. I meant land yacht Caddys from '54-'99. Post-2000 models would have the appearance of wheeled Easter eggs or Peeps.

Caddys are the only cars that look good in pink.

Neither should one who dresses like an 1890's newsboy, either. Now, where did I leave that bag of M80s?

No photoshopping, Pete. It's one of a series of pictures from a "branding" photo shoot for F.E. Castleberry:

If that's your thing, zei gezunt. Just don't attribute your particular recreational activities to someone else.

Nothing like 35 year old kidults. Who wants to join the Kickball League?

Danno, are you anywhere near Salida?

Oh, sorry to hear that. If you bothered to read the fine print, you would have noticed the disclaimer that, as of 2015, all Ford passenger cars and trucks are dry clean only.

Uh, you gonna eat all that by yourself, maaaaaan?

A friend of mine owned a gasthaus. One day, he asked me if I could do him a favor."Joe, you know how much I like a good steak. But, Gott, oh Gott, it's to expensive here, for sure. The Commissary has very good prices. If I give you some money, can you buy for me some T-bone and other steaks?" I told him "no problem." He pulled out a wad of twenties (400 bucks, to be exact), and said, "Great! Buy what you can with this." My friend Jim and I went to the commissary the next day. If you remember the price of meats there back in the early '80s, it was dirt cheap. We cleared out all of the steaks from the shelves, which grossly overfilled five shopping carts. The cashier gave Jim and me a really suspicious look when we were at the register. "Uh, we're having a company cookout." "Yeah, sure you are." My friend didn't sell any of the steaks at the gasthaus. He threw a huge barbeque/beer bash at his place and gave the steaks and brews away for free.

Greenwald is about 20 miles north of Paynesville. From Paynesville, take MN-4 N until you see Greenwald Pub on your left. I was at this joint in February 1987 and was involved in a hellaciously wonderful bar brawl with the local gomers.

Hey Mike, you have to admit that they were pretty roomy inside and had a fairly large trunk, good for storing cartons of cheap PX smokes and Class VI store Jim Beam just in case "somebody" might need some.

My first car while in Germany was a pumpkin orange 1972 VW K70 L. It ran for exactly as long as one would expect a $250 car to, not very.