Originally Posted by
Italuminium
Like the day my little sister sold my SNES and thunderbirds island. Seriously, the wound is still there. Undressed.
Wound? You wanna hear about a wound??? When my father enlisted in the Air Force and was sent to Germany in 1960, he left a 1949
aluminum bodied Jaguar XK120 in my great grandmother's garage. She got tired of it taking up so much room and she called the scrap yard to tow it away. I'm still feeling wounded that I'll never inherit it!!!