so im chillin wit da peeps and i get a call. i almost didnt answer it cuz my babys momma needs to chill. well i answered it anyway. wuz my homie, holla-in all dis and dat bout his ride wont turn over. well i sed f- that. jettin down to the hood where he at wit some hardware in case any homies want static, turns out his chits seized up and he needs a tow. i dont have a trailer hitch on my car, so my car wasnt going to tow it. he called his grandmother and borrowed his grandfathers car (old, mid-70'* eighty-eight) replete with trailer hitch. borrowed a tow-strap from his neighbor to attach the broken car to. by the way, his car is an early 90'* eclipse. well, its a 9-foot tow strap. i didnt think it was long enough, but my opinion didnt really matter. we hooked the cars up and made a trip around the mall he broke down at, and guess what. the strap rated for 3000lbs snapped. hes thrilled at this point. run to walmart in my car and buy a 30 foot strap (dunno what it was rated for), and its about 11:30 at night now. make one last run around the mall in my car, deciding on our course to take when we pull out towing his car. during that, i got pulled over. (seen in this thread: http://bonnevilleclub.com/forum/view...=635964#635964 ) after thats all settled (no ticket), we go back, my fiancee gets behind the wheel in my car to follow with my hazards on, i get behind the wheel of the eclipse to brake and steer, and he gets behind the wheel of his grandfathers car. fast-forward an hour an a half later, we arrive at his house. a very harrowing hour and a half, i might add. between any damage i cause being my fault and not my car and the windows not rolling down in the plus-90-degree weather, i was ready for it to be over. got to his house, and the cable was stuck. radiator was completely dislodged on his car and god only knows what else. 30 mins later got the cars unhooked and decided to push his car up the driveway. now, his driveway is at least a 30-degree slope (asked my fiancee, thats what she said), and he wants to push it in? i told him he was full of it. we tried backing up into his neighbors driveway across the street and getting up some momentum that way, no go. so i told him we needed to roll it down the street about 4 houses and start there. that way we were just about running with the car when we hit the driveway. and nancy could steer. end: we made it into the driveway. apparently the car ran over his foot because he STOPPED PUSHING WHEN WE HIT THE DRIVEWAY, but it was in the driveway at least. so thats my story. hope you enjoyed hearing about it as much as i enjoyed living it.

that hurt my head


try separating your stories into paragraphs

Could we get this in English

He was hanging out with his buddies. Something about his kids mom being a PITA. His friend called..dead car..seized up ricemobile. He helped the friend, before the night was over the buddy was lucky he owned an eclipse, because it ran over his foot.

Thanks for clearing that up Bill

i'm lost.....i can only read english

my sincere apologies. allow me to translate. i was killing time with a friend, got a phone call. i dont have any kids, but i indeed, almost didnt answer it because im ducking my half-sisters calls. i exaggerated for effect there. i was frontin. so friend calls, i go to see whats going on. but i brought some tools with me to see what we could do. no dice, cuz the engine was seized.

as for paragraphs . . . paragraphs are for people who cant handle run-on sentences

damn you guys talk funny in OKC.

I thought it meant:

I was smoking a fat bowl with some friends of mine. All of sudden the phone rang, I did not want to answer it however. See, my half sister had kept calling it so I was somewhat irritated. However in light of all this, I answered the phone. Upon answering the telephone I received a very concerened phone call from a close friend, he was in trouble. I jump out the window and go to my bonneville, armed with a walmart premium toolkit I had purchased about a year ago. Anyway, jump in the Pontiac, and floor it to my friends. Upon arriving at the scene I came to the conclusion that the engine was seized. Now we were in trouble, by this time another friend shows up, he is driving a mid 70s Olds 88, you know the big boat cars with RWD and serious hp? Anyway I drove over to the local walmart, purchased a 9 foot tow rope and brought it back to the scene. We strapped the tow rope to the back of the olds 88 and towed the eclipse over 60 miles, took about an hour and a half. At one point during that trip we were pulled over by a member of law enforcement. The OKCPD representative was curious to know what the **** we were doing. I told him a lie and we were on our merry way.

i understood every bit of the first paragraph, my buddy at work is teaching me how to speek Jamacian/gangsta

heh.

speak jive too?

[airplane replaying in my head]