Okay....so I guess i did..what the hell did i press? Anyway....

Delete - upper right hand corner of dialogue (post) box

*sigh* so...where we? the fin/tail thing on the back of my car? if i take it off who wants it?

If it's a standard spoiler...put it in the classifieds

blah blah...here's the car. spoiler on back. Car is 2 hours away so no better pictures

BTW what wheels are those anyway? they are 6 inch wide, so not standard 914 rims. What are they? 911 ones?

I just sold one exactly like that. Turbo Tail right? Search for a member named Porschepony, he sent me an email expressing interest in it.

yeah man....i kinda like it. It's trendy. Never seen one b4. But if i could get alot out of it, then i'll sell it.

looky...

how do you know the wheels ar 6" wide? how did you measure them?
is the size stamped?

the only correct way to measure them is with the tire off.....unless you have a special measuring tool which I doubt you have....

I'd give you $5 to take the rear spoiler off and stomp on it so it never has the chance of being mounted on a 914 every again

I'll second Muellers five. You could get your car repaired for free if you play this rear spoiler thing right!!

well guys first the guy at BIG O in KY, where my car was when a tire exploded on I-65 (I thought i was going to die[along with my girlfriend]when we almost hit a white pole and a rock wall trying to slow down and get to the E-lane....good thing I have AAA.....EVERYONE GET AAA!!!!) the guy said it was 6inch, and my dad held 5 VW tires (5inch ones) for the guy to put them on. Wont fit said the guy so that when i came across the 6 inch falkens. The auto body repair bill is getting taken care of by my dad too. I'd give you all $5 bucks to come to Louisville to see fireworks (artillery shells) fire come out of a computer case now that's fun!!! (except when the green blobs of very hot whatever is coming after you....good thing i had the lawn chair to duck behind!)

Spoiler Destruction:$10 bucks so far!

Use a different color (like white) on your circles and arrows....and then go visit Alice's Restaurant...she'll take care of you.

the different color was an afterthought...who's alice? and why does she have a restaruant? I'm confused

He's too damn young to know about Alice.

That is SLITS for ya.....

Alice better have some 914 parts in the back of the resturant

I'm sure she has SOMETHING for you in the back!! Of the "restaraunt"

what age am i supposed to be to get that one.....i'm also pretty sheltered too...lived in the basement under the stairs most of the time. So maybe its some cultural thing I missed during the 80s-90s

QUOTE (scotty b @ Feb 1 2005, 12:23 PM)

:agree: I'll second Muellers five. You could get your car repaired for free if you play this rear spoiler thing right!!

I say throw gas on it and lite it on fire.....

Two crows sitting on a fence when a jet flies over..

Crow1..."Wish I could fly that fast"

Crow2..."If your asshole was on fire, you'd fly that fast too!"

It'll make the car fast and get rid of the antenna problem.

am i the only one this is absurdly confused? I think I need to take more NYQuil or something..... OH I get it! Dude, the antenna really does suck. The porsche guy i used to take my car to (mark at auto-motion) destroyed my power herchmann antenna *attempting* to put it in. Still have the parts all over my rear trunk. Anybody got a heap cool good working antenna?

This is an official "THREAD HIJACK".....it happens

1. If ya wanna sell the spoiler...put it in the classifieds though I doubt it will bring "big money"

2. Arlo Guthrie..."Alice's Restaurant"...do a google search or whatever engine you care to use

3. Front air dams or valences are available from all the parts houses...want a used stock one...post a "wanted ad" in the classifieds

4. The antenna can be removed, the hole welded up, and the car repainted...then you can stick the Cirrus or XM antenna on your rear decklid

5. Unless someone bought special rims, the BIG O guy is fulla shit

6. I've been to Louisville, Bowling Green, etc...do they have indoor plumbing yet? When did 'puters come in?

Thanks for ruining our fun SLITS! Damnit, we had this kids head spinning,I don't have much in my life and razzing people on this board has been the highlight of my day. UNTIL NOW!! I guess now I'll just go down some more Robitussin and sudophedrine and see where that takes me

So, pick on me....what thread would you like me to start so you can hijack it?

It was an unfair fight anyway

LMFAO......a thread hi-jack! Bowling Green recently bought up the stock old old 8088 IBMs and are currently running DOS 3.3...I've heard that they might go to 286s and purchase a lot of windows 3.11 diskettes as most of the 8088s think its 1985 again. LOL My computer is a Athlon 2600+ (soon to be 3200+ 64bit) and it currently houses all of my Divx collection as well as my music MP3 collection. Hey now SLITS, I've grown up in Louisville and they did get indoor plumbing....long time ago actually. There are some nice people in Louisville, but down here in Bowling Green or in Horse Cave(dont ever go there)it gets pretty ugly

I would imagine Horse Cave to be a bastion of style, and mostly supermodels.


M

QUOTE (redshift @ Feb 1 2005, 05:13 PM)

I would imagine Horse Cave to be a bastion of style, and mostly supermodels. M

Kind of like Savannnnnnnnnnnnah, Huh?

Been thru KY (Kentucky, not the lubricant)....know it well.

QUOTE (redshift @ Feb 1 2005, 05:13 PM)

I would imagine Horse Cave to be a bastion of style, and mostly supermodels. M

isn't it spelled B A S H - I N ???

.....b

Ok look, I'll do the drivin', you TWO SMARTASSES THROW THE EGGS! GO!


M

INCOMING

QUOTE (bd1308 @ Feb 1 2005, 12:40 PM)

Alice better have some 914 parts in the back of the resturant

You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant--'cepin' Alice.

WKU and EKU! Outstanding Universities.

A year before I got a my degree from EKU I rebuilt my first 'type4' ('72 411 sq. back).
Did the whole rebuild in the 'Power Mechanics Laboratory' in the School of Technology
on the EKU campus. My special project for the course was a paper detailing the: "Bosch Electronic Fuel Injection Design".
The prof let me bring the 914 into class for show and tell.

Kentucky Rocks!

BTW: WKU (Western Kentucky University) and EKU (Eastern Kentucky University)

hey-
you were on the Group W bench too?

I'll take the spoiler for $10. I want to mount my oil cooler in it for when I do my 6 conversion.

QUOTE (bd1308 @ Feb 1 2005, 03:01 PM)

LMFAO......a thread hi-jack! Bowling Green recently bought up the stock old old 8088 IBMs and are currently running DOS 3.3...I've heard that they might go to 286s and purchase a lot of windows 3.11 diskettes as most of the 8088s think its 1985 again.

This kid's good! You'll do well here.

Drove out to Lexington, KY (UK) to pick up my '73. Great little town, lots of college babes, and a strip bar on every corner........Okay, I exaggerated....the town's not all that little

WKU rocks....stallion girls do not live in Horse Cave ....3 toothed people do....STAY AWAY....ewww GROSS!. for $10 bucks I could buy nothing....cept the mouse clicker part that is getting ready to break on my old powerbook

did some research....alice's resturant happened during 'Nam.....which is a little before my time. So whoever it was, you were right

did i say something wrong? I thought it was funny....

You said nothing wrong.

The question before the panel tonight is, " Did you say anything right? ". No polls.....just honest answers.

I swam in the Cumberland River where Davey Crockett did...

Quick, confuse him before he regains his balance!



Really people, this deserves to be nailed.




M

i got bit by a water snake there. hutrt like a BITCH...


random subject-change (I hi-jacked my own thread) did you know NASA is still using 8088s today? They frequently go to eBay to buy computer parts from sellers across the USA. Isnt that strange?

How fun a thread like this could go on for.. well... forever and ever... kinda like Seinfeld.. a thread about nothing but with meaning and, and.. well uhhh.... Just had a wild thought... what would (he who shall not be named) be like with a frontal lobotamy?

OK, so... this ones gonna go

....b

yeah i like this thread too...Seinfeld of 914club! I think this should be nailed too....

QUOTE (Bruce Allert @ Feb 2 2005, 07:10 AM)

How fun a thread like this could go on for.. well... forever and ever... kinda like Seinfeld.. a thread about nothing but with meaning and, and.. well uhhh.... Just had a wild thought... what would (he who shall not be named) be like with a frontal lobotamy? OK, so... this ones gonna go ....b

I would be a nice guy

QUOTE (Headrage @ Feb 1 2005, 10:22 AM)

I just sold one exactly like that. Turbo Tail right? Search for a member named Porschepony, he sent me an email expressing interest in it.

His name is Ed Secrest....real nice guy. I have his contact imfo if needed.

people KNOW me from that tail. Greg from BG sure does (did he die?)! I'll think about tossin that...what do i do to the holes it leaves though? Bondo or what?

QUOTE (bd1308 @ Feb 1 2005, 12:33 PM)

the different color was an afterthought...who's alice? and why does she have a restaruant? I'm confused

Alice's Restaurant
By Arlo Guthrie


This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's
Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.

With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant

yup did a google search on that....exact copy from the page i got. I just dont understand how my picture with white lines on it has to do with alice? white rabbit from jefferson airplane?

I think everyone here should be sitting on the group W bench.....


Ceptin Zois. He's a perfect double of Officer Obie.....

QUOTE (bd1308 @ Feb 2 2005, 09:06 AM)

yup did a google search on that....exact copy from the page i got. I just dont understand how my picture with white lines on it has to do with alice? white rabbit from jefferson airplane?

they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence

just read'n it does it NO justice. Arlo needs to be doin' it so's the voice in flec tions are in it

"I mean.. I mean n n n n n"

.......b

LOL! you guys are goooooo o o o d thanks bruce....so what topic shall we move to now? Or shoudl we just jumble it up?