(note: if you are a capitalist, don’t bother posting a picture of your ride because it doesn’t belong to you…it belongs to the workers who built it, so piss off)
My work truck. A simple, trustworthy machine. Nissan, 4by4, excellent gas mileage.
Now on to more promising machines.
I have come to call this glorious machine the “Shaggin Wagon,” or what friends have dubbed the “Boogie Van.”
This is a button picture of Frank on the passenger head-rest…he rides shotgun…
That’s what I was expecting - a series of tales of conquests of rotund females of breeding age. I have to say, no disrespect to the vehicles, that I’m slightly disappointed by this thread.
Indeed, I’m also slightly disappointed that my most recent sojourn into google showed that the only existing references to cute chubby girls are pornographic ones. Why are their no sincere appreciation sites for women who are full of figure? It seems that fat girls who want to be appreciated have to strip off, shave and wax and then pump themselves full of sff hd cc. Seems unfair to me.
We are members of a community and we share things like this with each other. If Bessy can start a thread on food, and another a post-a-picture-of-your-room, then by god I’m gonna do one on vehicles.
You can ride in that Van one day, SIATD. Have faith.
Hey, just because it didn’t live up to my dream of an obeserama-erotica doesn’t mean it’s a bad thread. It’s just not my ideal. Few threads reach their ideal on the first page though, so there’s time for a tactical digression.
And a fine thread it is too.
I intend to inherit the damn thing off you. I’ve got all the faith in the world.
You know, I was just thinking earlier that I might not have any children. I’d like to, but I also wouldn’t like to. Nevertheless, somebody has to get my stuff when I cash in my chips. I’d say I got at least another thirty years on this rock, still somebody has to take over when I’m gone.
The Shaggin Wagon is yours, SIATD, unless otherwise directed (in case I get mad at you or something).
Work off some of that baby fat around the cheeks. The twenties is the period in one’s life to shape the body-- what SIATD does to himself now will decide the course of his evolution.
He must be hard as steel at thirty, or he is worthless to the vanguard. His intellectual and spiritual development is moving right along. We must also focus on his body.
Funny, I’ve been thinking the same thing. I’m actually blessed with a very useful physique, I can wrestle like you wouldn’t believe (Greco-Roman or WWE). Still, I’m aware that the last couple of years have been far from ideal and I’ve started to reverse that trend. Thanks for taking an interest. It means a lot. You guys are just great. No really, I mean that.
A rich, elderly friend of mne offered his grand piano to the cleaning lady when he died. She was a young music student (piano) so it meant a lot to her.
Over time he found she no longer greeted him as exhuberantly as before so eventually he decided to give her the piano with a little note saying “Now you can stop wishing me dead”
If you want people to be happy to see you, you must be more valuable alive than dead.
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