FourString

At least my fatass made it to 5 Welcome back E-Man. You fuck.

OMFG...I have that exact same entertainment center. A mere $50 for it is crackhead cheap.

These trucks are worth every penny. I love mine. Good luck.

"Woods pulled out of his driveway in the Isleworth community when he struck the hydrant. He then plowed into the tree on his neighbor's property." ...really?

LOL

If it starts snowing again later you will see my fat ass out doing donuts in the Silverado somewhere.

Don't you have an Element?

That thing is in awesome shape. Too bad I do not have another spot in the garage.

I'll probably be there.

Yeah, I've seen it before. I feed it milk and cat nip from time to time.

Beat me to it. If anything, the #1 problem to look for on a 2G is rust on the strut towers.

Not me dude. I've never even fucking met you.

There are too many bass players on here to include us all. I will play the triangle, fuckers.

Alex is famous? No.

Weak. Sell the damn car and buy an LSx car instead of ruining yet another RX7.

I made it about a minute.

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Greg is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we star at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.