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Where else can you get so much space matched with so much economy and AWD?

Jeez, how many threads do the birthday boys need? When I posted my thread this morning, CadillacKing wasn't on the list.

Job 1

aliens

Happy Birthdays to Ted, Camino and CadillacKing3! (Nos, hello, you've got a gig. Wake up!)

I've had no problemos with mine, 36k miles so far. Last tank, I got 21.7 mpg, I had no hope of doing that well with my last S-10, a '98 ZR2. The 5 cylinder will be enlarged to 3.7L in '07 and I believe it will be rated for 242 hp and 240 lbs of torque, healthy figures if you ask me.

Dnot' tlak liek taht, bulthzur!

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rkmdogs, but it's still a 1982 S-10 underneath, which had a lot of components lifted from the '78 G-body cars, which makes the brand new Brazilian S-10 almost 30 years old. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't mind having a first-gen S-10 with a smallblock any more than the next guy, and I love the old RWD G-bodies, but if I'm buying a new truck, I expect a new truck. I don't want a Ranger.

gnarls barkley RULES! - crazy

wpbharry

NOS! That is horrible! :AH-HA_wink:

So... what do you call them, honey tip?

Sweet vehicle.

Well, it was a beautiful day today at the beach, perfect breeze, sunshine, refreshing water, even though traffic going down was a royal beeotch. I hope to make one more daytrip before winding down. I start my new job Monday.

What kind of screening process do you have in place?

That's looney! Kinda neat. At least it's a RWD Datsun. So Pontiac doesn't make a RWD entry-level 4 seater... this dude made one. Hehe, the "2.4 T/A" shaker scoop really sets it off.

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Uh, ew. What's with the sliced sheep nads in the Cheerios?

I just got back in from my morning walk and I'm sick to my stomach. Coming up to a "T" intersection, I waited for a '95-ish Monte Carlo (the new Christine) to come in from the right. Just as it passed about 20 feet in front of me, a squirrel darted out into the street, trying to make it across. I heard a tiny *snap* as the evil MC ran over the little guy's hindquarters and sped off. He dragged himself as quickly as he could to the near side of the street and collapsed in someone's front yard. I approached him, and stood watching as he convulsed and screamed a little squirrel scream. His eyes closed for about 10 seconds and he stopped moving, then started breathing again in labored little breaths. A wave came over me, I felt a coolness in my sweat and my stomach turned. I couldn't stay, so I turned to leave. He heard me and suddenly sat up on his front legs, wide-eyed, vigilant and so vulnerable. And I thought of soldiers. How do they find the strength in themselves to go out there, knowing the man next to them, a friend, could be wounded at any split second, mortally, wide-eyed, vigilant and so vulnerable?

I'm still waiting for a picture of a bowl of Cheerios.

I'd love to have more gay friends, but I don't care for flamers or sissies, so ya gotta be "regular". Does that sound discriminatory? Ugh, I think it does. But I'm sticking with it.

Just give them each a banana and they'll settle down.