Of course he means the treadmill..
It came out quite pretty and quite good, too - but of course bighead had to cut it before it was completely cold.
. . o O ( Pants are for suckers )
As many of you may know, my Dad died two years ago this Saturday from cancer. It was his 51st birthday. (October 8) He'd be 53 this weekend. To say I miss him is an understatement. Please don't take your family for granted, call your parents up and tell them you love them - even if they're annoying as fuck. Anyway, off my soapbox, this is a snap of me and the old dude, circa 1977.
With the speeds and aerodynamic suavity (yes, I just made up that word) that'd clearly be enhanced by this wing, I have no doubt you could beat me. Yeah, beat me at lookin like a total retard. Total.
Finally took him down from the scary perch above the pantry in the
kitchen where bachelor bighead had him stashed for god only knows how long.