The Greater Post Whore Society - Volume 2: Welcome Home

Status
Not open for further replies.

Tay-Lo

I'm the king of junk food!
Location
Upstate SC
I just want my timing checked but im not paying him to do it. To me it sounds fine but i want somebody to check for sure. Theres just a ticking sound thats more than i remember but it could be the valves
 

maillet282

If you bleeding, Imma fix you
Moderator
Location
Ontario Canada
cleared the P0430 code this am and have been driving the majority of the day and nothing could the ECM have had a brain fart with the o2 sensor?
 

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
One guy tells me he may have seen bologna hitching out on 63 by the smoke shop, so I call them up.

"You seen my bologna up there?" I say.

"No." is all he tells me.

I hang up and call the local PD.

"You guys seen my bologna?" I ask the chief.

Chief says "Lemme check the holding cell." and puts down the receiver.

Couple minutes later he comes back and says, he says "Sorry son, there ain't no bologna here."
 

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
I hang up and call the local PD.

"You guys seen my bologna?" I ask the chief.

Chief says "Lemme check the holding cell." and puts down the receiver.

Couple minutes later he comes back and says, he says "Sorry son, there ain't no bologna here."

"Thanks chief" I says, and hang up.

Heartbroken, I head to the local pub to drown my sorrows in cheap beers and the clacking of the billiards.

I swing open the door, order a Bud and a shot of Jager, and take my usual spot at the bar.
 

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
"Thanks chief" I says, and hang up.

Heartbroken, I head to the local pub to drown my sorrows in cheap beers and the clacking of the billiards.

I swing open the door, order a Bud and a shot of Jager, and take my usual spot at the bar.

Barkeep brings my drinks and asks what's weighing me down.

"Oh, just...missing someone" I say not wanting to get into details.

I down my shot and wash it down with half my beer, then order refills of each.
 
Last edited:

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
Barkeep brings my drinks and asks what's weighing me down.

"Oh, just...missing someone" I say not wanting to get into details.

I down my shot and wash it down with half my beer, then order refills of each.

This goes on for an hour and a half, and the barkeep fetches me a sandwich.

"On the house, bub" he says as he slides it across the bar. I take a chip, wave it in his direction as I slur a "thanks pal" at him, then crunch down on the chip.
 
Last edited:

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
This goes on for an hour and a half, and the barkeep fetches me a sandwich.

"On the house, bub" he says as he slides it across the bar. I take a chip, wave it in his direction as I slur a "thanks pal" at him, then crunch down on the chip.

I pick up the sandwich and start to raise it to my mouth when the smell hits me.

Bologna.
 

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
I pick up the sandwich and start to raise it to my mouth when the smell hits me.

Bologna.

Quivering, I peel back the stale bread and plasitc-like cheese.

The contents of my gut rush my throat as my head starts pounding.

Bologna. Cut thick, 4 big slabs, all dolled up in yellow mustard.

I pass out and fall backward off the stool.
 

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
Quivering, I peel back the stale bread and plasitc-like cheese.

The contents of my gut rush my throat as my head starts pounding.

Bologna. Cut thick, 4 big slabs, all dolled up in yellow mustard.

I pass out and fall backward off the stool.

One of the regulars pours the last of my beer on my face until I come to.

"Easy there fella, come on, sit up" he says as he lifts me to my feet.

I plop down on the stool and reexamine the contents of my plate.

"Bol...bologna..." I mutter.

"Yeah uh, we all uh, we all thought you knew" says the barkeep with a wince.
 

KChurch86

Banned
Founding Member
One of the regulars pours the last of my beer on my face until I come to.

"Easy there fella, come on, sit up" he says as he lifts me to my feet.

I plop down on the stool and reexamine the contents of my plate.

"Bol...bologna..." I mutter.

"Yeah uh, we all uh, we all thought you knew" says the barkeep with a wince.

I raise my eyes to his as a tear runs down my cheek.

I slip him a fistful of bills and head towards the door, clanging the cowbell on my way out.

I head home, crawl into bed, and sleep.

Deep, dark, hollow sleep.
 

Tay-Lo

I'm the king of junk food!
Location
Upstate SC
I raise my eyes to his as a tear runs down my cheek.

I slip him a fistful of bills and head towards the door, clanging the cowbell on my way out.

I head home, crawl into bed, and sleep.

Deep, dark, hollow sleep.
Might help if you call him by his first name
 

JeffPro4x

Hot Pipe
Super Moderator
Supporting Member
Location
Glenside, PA
7cMAMuH.jpg
It's cute when Jon pretends to know what he's doing.
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Top