Best make sure you have LEDs then, otherwise you're likely to get either of the last 2 reactions listed by @Sasquatch.I turn into more of flasher when the clocks go back
Well, my Cali is Candy WhiteGot my first wave from a California at the weekend. Maybe in acknowledgment that I had just washed the van and was looking quite posh? #teamcandywhite
Caroline27
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Hi Rob Tracy and Steve here We met at The Quiet Place… Ste asked me to msg so we can stay in touch!
@Caroline27, do you know Rob's forum username? If so, tag them (using an '@' followed by their username) and they'll be notified of your post, otherwise they may never see it.
You'll need to change your name now Bob!Thanks Bav, I've seen it!
I really must set up a personal spreadsheet with folks real names (and partners) so I'm not too embarrassed at forum do's when I struggle to remember who's who!
Don't forget van name and dog name(s) too.
I'm of an age when I could use one of those for everyone I know in the real world
Well, since my anonymity is blown now anyway....GUMY is actually the van's name (best SWMBO could come up with using the reg letters!)Don't forget van name and dog name(s) too.
Cheers, Rob
@Caroline27, we would love to see a photo of Vinnie, maybe you can post one on the Dub Dogs thread here: Dub Dogs, let’s see them :)
In that case, you might as well join us at the next forum meet-up.
I read that as, Hi Rob & Tracy, Steve here, we met at a quiet place.
I'm Rob, the wife is Tracy, and for the life of me I couldn't remember meeting anyone called Steve, I was going to question the long haired general to see if she had been up to any other extra curricular activities. #woofwoof
Posting under the username of Caroline was enough to confuse me.I read that as, Hi Rob & Tracy, Steve here, we met at a quiet place.
I'm Rob, the wife is Tracy, and for the life of me I couldn't remember meeting anyone called Steve, I was going to question the long haired general to see if she had been up to any other extra curricular activities. #woofwoof
True. In this day and age it's difficult to tell from appearances.Then you find out that it was not a chick, then the look on your face is?
Sorry Sasquatch What you said took me back a million years. I was on a school trip to the Liverpool Philharmonic travelling on he underground all in school kit. Most of us were quite excited and a bit high on being out. We where siting on the benches yapping away and one of our juvenile gang was staring at a rather demur figure with very long blond hair standing close to the sliding doors awaiting the next station. That was not quite enough for our imbecilic randy friend who started grinding his crutch and grabbing it while his face took on a strange Steptoe like grimace. This was bad enough, and might have gone unnoticed but he then called called out what he would like to to her in no uncertain manner. Well, the Blond turned around and between the long flowing golden locks was a face with a full beard and moustache. He.....was not too pleased, our idiot scrunched up in to the bench and hid his face, we were stunned initially. The Blond Beard paused its intentions towards the idiot turned and got off the train as the doors slid open
It was one of the funniest moments, the rest of us were in absolute raptures. It took us a little while to settle down. The imbecilic idiot was never allowed to forget his lusty intentions toward a hairy beast
It was one of the funniest moments, the rest of us were in absolute raptures. It took us a little while to settle down. The imbecilic idiot was never allowed to forget his lusty intentions toward a hairy beast
Sorry Sasquatch What you said took me back a million years. I was on a school trip to the Liverpool Philharmonic travelling on he underground all in school kit. Most of us were quite excited and a bit high on being out. We where siting on the benches yapping away and one of our juvenile gang was staring at a rather demur figure with very long blond hair standing close to the sliding doors awaiting the next station. That was not quite enough for our imbecilic randy friend who started grinding his crutch and grabbing it while his face took on a strange Steptoe like grimace. This was bad enough, and might have gone unnoticed but he then called called out what he would like to to her in no uncertain manner. Well, the Blond turned around and between the long flowing golden locks was a face with a full beard and moustache. He.....was not too pleased, our idiot scrunched up in to the bench and hid his face, we were stunned initially. The Blond Beard paused its intentions towards the idiot turned and got off the train as the doors slid open
It was one of the funniest moments, the rest of us were in absolute raptures. It took us a little while to settle down. The imbecilic idiot was never allowed to forget his lusty intentions toward a hairy beast!
Oh, not sure what happened there. Don't let near anything technical that all!
