
Hobo Jungle
Here's a treat for motor-minded hobos. This film was made in 1976 and if it doesn't blow your socks off god knows what will.
Andre, I think this matches your signature exactly!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUbe125ege0
Andre, I think this matches your signature exactly!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUbe125ege0
Last edited by Tramp on Sun Jul 15, 2007 1:52 pm, edited 1 time in total.
That a life will be spent gaining inches,
When this distance is read in miles.
When this distance is read in miles.
Jon, in an aircraft you only get one chance, 'cause you're sure as hell not gonna get out to fix it, but on the ground (or a ship) that's what the ruptured case extractor was for.

If you agree with the Progressives, it's freedom of speech. If you disagree, it's hate speech. There are no alternatives.
Dirt, the first time the director showed the film, he was arrested. It's been underground ever since or until it ended up on the Net. The car was either a Ferrari or a Mercedes and the driver might have been a hired F1 gun. NO special effects on this one. Oh, the sounds are from a Ferrari 275.
Hev, as the fellow says, "I found my noon." I'm ready for a frosty myself. Spent the day making one barn window out of spare parts. Man, old windows take a lot of time to restore. I'm not saying I don't like them, but it's about seven steps to restore them correctly.
Hev, as the fellow says, "I found my noon." I'm ready for a frosty myself. Spent the day making one barn window out of spare parts. Man, old windows take a lot of time to restore. I'm not saying I don't like them, but it's about seven steps to restore them correctly.
That a life will be spent gaining inches,
When this distance is read in miles.
When this distance is read in miles.
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Da**, Dirt, I'd like to meet that guy. Nothing that interesting ever happens to me. Had to check the pistol at the door.
Tramp, nice video. That must be the quickie tour.
San, how are you?
Been dealing with well issues at my house in PA. The tenants have run the old well dry and have no water. Basically I have to drop about 7 grand on a new well. The guy I had lined up just called me tonight and broke his rig today. Back to the phones tomorrow. What a f**king nightmare.
Decided to go to the beach today, down here in South Florida. Hot as hell, garbage everywhere, it smelled like rotting fish, and the water literally was like a hot bath. Ugh. So I took a sweaty walk and went home.
As a small consolation, I did come across three muchachas sunbathing topless on my walk..... Seriously. But I politely tried not to make a big deal out of it and discretely gaze out to sea as I walked by where there were flotillas of noisy Hispanic boats anchored in the distance and various very large (read fat) swimmers (or were they whales?) sitting in small clumps way out on the sandbars and in the seaweed.
Well Brazil dusted the Argentinians. That's the sport of choice for just about everyone at work and my network broadcast it. Had to turn the sound off, though. Couldn't stand that motor-mouthed, constantly-yelling announcer.
What am I doing here again? Can someone remind me?
Tramp, nice video. That must be the quickie tour.
San, how are you?
Been dealing with well issues at my house in PA. The tenants have run the old well dry and have no water. Basically I have to drop about 7 grand on a new well. The guy I had lined up just called me tonight and broke his rig today. Back to the phones tomorrow. What a f**king nightmare.
Decided to go to the beach today, down here in South Florida. Hot as hell, garbage everywhere, it smelled like rotting fish, and the water literally was like a hot bath. Ugh. So I took a sweaty walk and went home.
As a small consolation, I did come across three muchachas sunbathing topless on my walk..... Seriously. But I politely tried not to make a big deal out of it and discretely gaze out to sea as I walked by where there were flotillas of noisy Hispanic boats anchored in the distance and various very large (read fat) swimmers (or were they whales?) sitting in small clumps way out on the sandbars and in the seaweed.
Well Brazil dusted the Argentinians. That's the sport of choice for just about everyone at work and my network broadcast it. Had to turn the sound off, though. Couldn't stand that motor-mouthed, constantly-yelling announcer.
What am I doing here again? Can someone remind me?
Will
Pennsy, still the Standard, or whatever.
Pennsy, still the Standard, or whatever.
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