Not a Clue What it's Abaudi
Hello, ladies and gentlemen of the forum. I am a die hard do-it-myselfer. Anything from stuff to stuff made out of stuff to stuff intended for other stuff to stuff that has nothing to do with anything at all. I'll find a way to make it work. And by "make it work" I mean, "burn myself, cut myself, and maybe even send a little voltage through my body".
Heres my story:
It all started back when my dad said he was just going to store to get a loaf bread. He said he was coming right back.
But looking back, it is now clear to me that he said nothing about WHICH store he was going to, I mean... They have stores all over the place. Canada, Denmark, Iowa... So it was stupid of me to just assume that he was going to the store right down the road. And he'll be back. And after twelve years, he probably just forgot where we live. He'll come home. With bread.
Actually none of that is true.
But heres my story. It's not quite as interesting as the one about bread. So don't expect much.
My whole adult life, I have driven company vehicles. Something goes wrong, drop it off somewhere and something magic would happen and the next day it would all work and stuff. I didn't ask any questions.
My personal ride is a 71 Mustang. It was built back in the early 70s. 1970, to be a little less unspecific. Now I'm no automotologist, but I believe theres been a few changes made in the automotive industry within the last forty years.
Three-point seatbelts, is a good example.
Enter: The Audi.
My son went overseas to do secret stuff in an undisclosed location, and he'll be gone for at least a year. I went to the base, I mean... I went to his place of residence to pick up a few of his personal items, and one of them just happens to be an Audi. A 1994 Audi 100. A 1994 Audi 100 with a few little annoyances that will help assist in my ongoing battle against boredom.
So, I'm just warning you... I'm gonna have quite a few questions for you.
Thanks for reading. I look forward to picking at your gray matter.
Have a good day.
Heres my story:
It all started back when my dad said he was just going to store to get a loaf bread. He said he was coming right back.
But looking back, it is now clear to me that he said nothing about WHICH store he was going to, I mean... They have stores all over the place. Canada, Denmark, Iowa... So it was stupid of me to just assume that he was going to the store right down the road. And he'll be back. And after twelve years, he probably just forgot where we live. He'll come home. With bread.
Actually none of that is true.
But heres my story. It's not quite as interesting as the one about bread. So don't expect much.
My whole adult life, I have driven company vehicles. Something goes wrong, drop it off somewhere and something magic would happen and the next day it would all work and stuff. I didn't ask any questions.
My personal ride is a 71 Mustang. It was built back in the early 70s. 1970, to be a little less unspecific. Now I'm no automotologist, but I believe theres been a few changes made in the automotive industry within the last forty years.
Three-point seatbelts, is a good example.
Enter: The Audi.
My son went overseas to do secret stuff in an undisclosed location, and he'll be gone for at least a year. I went to the base, I mean... I went to his place of residence to pick up a few of his personal items, and one of them just happens to be an Audi. A 1994 Audi 100. A 1994 Audi 100 with a few little annoyances that will help assist in my ongoing battle against boredom.
So, I'm just warning you... I'm gonna have quite a few questions for you.
Thanks for reading. I look forward to picking at your gray matter.
Have a good day.
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