just got back from lunch. ate at an OLIVE GARDEN restaurant. finished; went to open the 01L's door and found a note tucked under the handle. "Love this truck - Would love to see who's driving it! A Lightning turns me on!" verbatim--imagine her(yes, it looked to be "feminine" hand-writing) disappointment if she saw this 62 yr. gent! i'm still just-a-grinnin'. dan

p.s. should i show it to my wife?

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2001 Lightning, silver, escort 8500, ranger 2950dx dual band radio, wilson 2000 ant., bot/picked up on 05/08/01, 1997 f150 xlt 4.6L 4x2 with: a/f one fipk, superchip, optima battery, bbk 75mm throttle body, edelbrock ias shocks--2001 lightning to come(she came--see above)

[This message has been edited by LIGHTNINROD (edited 05-30-2001).]

 

It's a trap!
Can't believe you didn't recognize your wife's handwriting...

 

Thats how it started with Frank Gifford.
dig a hole, bury the note, then bury the shovel

 

Burn the letter!

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Black '00
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MRBBQMAN, I didn't see what to do with the wife in your instructions.

 

$.02 it's from her..



It was an italian restaurant, no?

 

<Thinking aloud>Now where did that thread about L's not getting noticed go?</Thinking aloud>

 

That's .... It's.... yuck.

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GenIII 2001 Super Crew
Picked up 12 Feb 2001
Dark Highland Green
Airozona beige Two-tone
XLT 4.6l


No mods yet

 

Whaoap, damn, there went lunch, all over the keyboard and everything.

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- 2001 F150 Harley Davidson Special
- 1993 Mazda Miata, wifes car
- 1994 Harley Davidson Heritage
- 1976 Honda CB750K, Original
- 1965 Honda 305 Dream, Original
- 1971 Triumph Trophy 650, Original
- 1971 Norton Commando
- 1970 Honda Trail 90, Original
- Yamaha 500 Short Tracker, racing #69
- 1984 Yamaha Virago 1000, wifes bike
- 1981 Honda Passport 70, wifes bike

 

the instuctions for the wife are only, and i mean only, if you are caught, and you are going to lose half of everything you own, including your lightning,,,

your at an Italian restaurant, tell her to wait in the car, while you go back in to get your gun that you mistakinly left inside, or something