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11 Comments!
mech
Posted March 8, 2011 at 12:53 pm |
ooOOooo “dance of the weedy sea dragon”
Yes, that is how I picture Los angelez
bigviking
Posted March 8, 2011 at 1:12 pm |
This is how LA looked after coming back from the Industrial sector after Drag Racing for Dollars. All night we would race, thousands of dollars would change hands and then we would drive back into LA just before dawn. Kinda spooky hearing the police dispatchers though. Need to get back and cruse Van Nuys Blvd. one more time……
Adam-12 ROCKED, and so did Emergency! I had both the lunch boxes (Childish glee)
accipiter NW
Posted March 8, 2011 at 3:24 pm |
What kind of LA Cops are these? There is no Pepperidge Farms Milanos on the dash board.
Stick
Posted March 8, 2011 at 3:36 pm |
I’m going to listen early AM East coast time to hear the REAL crap go down.
Tres kewl
Melissa In Texas
Posted March 8, 2011 at 6:17 pm |
I want to listen during a full moon.
Adam 12, Emergency…. lunchboxes… hahahahaaaa!
Oh crap, I guess it is true.
Someone referred to me asthe old lady who drives the tall Jeep yesterday.
I still wanna kick that punks a**!
The Ugly American
Posted March 8, 2011 at 7:51 pm |
^^^ LOL!!! ^^^
Melissa In Texas
Posted March 8, 2011 at 7:53 pm |
I’ll show that little asshole OLD
Claire, Ideologically Stubborn Heatist Ruralite
Posted March 8, 2011 at 9:47 pm |
That’s one way not to become old, Son….
mojo
Posted March 9, 2011 at 9:55 am |
Recent conversation with my nephew:
“How old are you now, kid?”
“Ten. Why?”
“Because if you ever call me that again, you’ll never see eleven.”
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11 Comments!
ooOOooo “dance of the weedy sea dragon”
Yes, that is how I picture Los angelez
This is how LA looked after coming back from the Industrial sector after Drag Racing for Dollars. All night we would race, thousands of dollars would change hands and then we would drive back into LA just before dawn. Kinda spooky hearing the police dispatchers though. Need to get back and cruse Van Nuys Blvd. one more time……
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNuivmgvGRE
“One Adam 12, One Adam 12, see the man…”
Adam-12 ROCKED, and so did Emergency! I had both the lunch boxes (Childish glee)
What kind of LA Cops are these? There is no Pepperidge Farms Milanos on the dash board.
I’m going to listen early AM East coast time to hear the REAL crap go down.
Tres kewl
I want to listen during a full moon.
Adam 12, Emergency…. lunchboxes… hahahahaaaa!
Oh crap, I guess it is true.
Someone referred to me as the old lady who drives the tall Jeep yesterday.
I still wanna kick that punks a**!
^^^ LOL!!! ^^^
I’ll show that little asshole OLD
That’s one way not to become old, Son….
Recent conversation with my nephew:
“How old are you now, kid?”
“Ten. Why?”
“Because if you ever call me that again, you’ll never see eleven.”