hahaha Met up with Wade (CentralTexHemi) tonight and some dinner. Was great to finally meet you Wade. Thanks for driving down and having dinner. haha We even took a moonlight drive through downtown Austin.
Wow. I can just see you two driving together in your pastel colored v-neck shirts, with just the right amount of chest hair peeking out. Tight jeans. Exchanging awkward glances as the moonlight peeks through the sunroof. Feeling so free, yet so nervous.......aaahhhh.....the nights of misbent adult homosexuals......
So what was the best part, dinner or desert? EDIT: On second thought, don't answer that...I really don't want to know.
Ahhh what a night and it went by so fast, now all I have is the memories of Ron shoving all that meat in his mouth and asking so kindly for a napkin afterwards!! I took him to County Line on the hill BBQ!! LOL
Ron I will have to show you that vid of the old man in his Infinity Q45 messing with me on I-35 on the way up there it's classic. For some reason this guy just could not stand it if I was ahead of him in traffic, everyone else could pass but if I got a fender on him he would nail it, slow down and keep just enough distance so he was ahead of me it was the weirdest thing his wife was just sitting there.
Thanks Ron, I live 2 hours from Austin and you don't even call to let me know you will be in Texas....:ronlove: Oh well, I guess we will cross paths next in Irvine...see you in a few weeks.
That's complete bullshit Wade. Just admit you wanted him all to yourself. Cause I know for fact he doesn't need to pace anything, I've watched that man take on 6 of the EQ members all at once........ and in a fucking public crappy I might add too!. Do you have any idea how hard ceramic tile is on the knee's.....well let me tell ya something, it ain't no picnic!. :cry2: He's my hero :worthy:
bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha breathe ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you forgot about me being on crutches as well... lol
Ron was like shooting fish in a barrel that night. 8 Percocet and 5 margaritas later he was a mess. Hell, the crutches were the only thing that kept him upright! But God I love that bastard!! LOL