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DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5818 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 4:00 pm: | |
Hey, Pat, go smack it around and pop one off; think of me, ok there, slurpee lips...? Who loves ya...? |
Pat Pasqualini (Enzo)
Member Username: Enzo
Post Number: 901 Registered: 2-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 3:51 pm: | |
You two fruitcakes have a nice weekend. Pat |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5816 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 3:25 pm: | |
Pat, yes... and we were naked... but he'll never admit it... |
Bruce Wellington (Bws88tr)
Advanced Member Username: Bws88tr
Post Number: 2707 Registered: 4-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 3:22 pm: | |
NO PAT HE JUST HAD SOME ASSPISS ON HIS NIPPLES....... |
Pat Pasqualini (Enzo)
Member Username: Enzo
Post Number: 900 Registered: 2-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 3:15 pm: | |
You two weren't on the roof slappin each other with the hot mops again were you? |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5814 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 2:57 pm: | |
But Bruce, you said you didn't want me to tell anyone about what you and i did... |
Bruce Wellington (Bws88tr)
Advanced Member Username: Bws88tr
Post Number: 2700 Registered: 4-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 10:34 am: | |
WHAT ABOUT PLAYGIRL...ACTUALLY THEY NEED HELP IN WRIRING BOY-BOY STORIES...IF YOU HAVE A RESUME..DO SEND IT.... |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5811 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Friday, August 22, 2003 - 10:26 am: | |
Augustine, LMAO...! Lou B., Thank you... No, unfortunately i've not a career in journalism although i certainly wouldn't mind the switch from insurance (ugh)... i'd love to write for Forza or a similar publication; maybe moonlight for Playboy or something... |
Lou B (Toby91)
Member Username: Toby91
Post Number: 279 Registered: 4-2001
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 4:36 pm: | |
DES Have you ever considered a career in journalism or writing? Or maby in in it already. You do have have a gift. |
Augustine J. Staino (Azzuro328)
Junior Member Username: Azzuro328
Post Number: 188 Registered: 4-2003
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 4:16 pm: | |
DES, Voi bastardo pazzesco! Ancora fumando quelle sigarette del mentolo gradisca un camino? Siete sul lavoro? Dia a moglie della vostra sporgenza un colpo per me! Andreanna, Ti amo di piu! Bruce, Come � il vostro mollusco dell'orina degli ugelli del assy? |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5788 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 3:05 pm: | |
Andreanna, accosento. Musica meravigliosa e bella. Augustine, non lo incita a venire l� e schiaffeggiarli intorno schioccher� uno fuori in vostro orecchio in modo da lo sentirete "venire"... Jim, no that would be: Andrea, sarete il mio fuoco burning hydant? �Bruce, qu� usted est� haciendo, compinche? Cuando le veo, voy a relamerle alrededor, me lamo los labios y le pego a la pared...! |
Jim E (Jimpo1)
Intermediate Member Username: Jimpo1
Post Number: 2403 Registered: 7-2001
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 2:43 pm: | |
I think DES just asked Andrea to be his burning fire hydrant! |
Augustine J. Staino (Azzuro328)
Junior Member Username: Azzuro328
Post Number: 187 Registered: 4-2003
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 2:38 pm: | |
DES, Storia grande! Ricordimi a smack voi intorno, lancili inversi e schiocchivi uno fuori! Tuo Amico, Agostino |
Bruce Wellington (Bws88tr)
Advanced Member Username: Bws88tr
Post Number: 2694 Registered: 4-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 2:31 pm: | |
D, La bestia che canta a quelle che la amino!! La sua canzone dolce. Testerossa con il suo.just fluente di grido... come la donna tempremental �!! baci, Andreanna |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5784 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:46 pm: | |
LOL, KC...! JL, collegamento di Il Commenadatore funziona appena pure. Se quello nel mio email non funziona, provi suo. |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5783 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:43 pm: | |
Jean-Louis, avete posta; lascilo conoscere se il luogo si apre o se avete problemi. |
Il Commenadatore (Ilcommenadatore)
New member Username: Ilcommenadatore
Post Number: 30 Registered: 8-2003
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:43 pm: | |
No need for email: http://babelfish.altavista.com Il Commenadatore |
KCCK (Kenneth)
Member Username: Kenneth
Post Number: 614 Registered: 10-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:43 pm: | |
DES, How can nice people like these result in a sucking government like that? Sorry, folks. I just cannot resist the quip. |
Jean-Louis (Jlm348)
Member Username: Jlm348
Post Number: 658 Registered: 11-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:34 pm: | |
DES could you e-mail me the name of the traslator website, I think it could be interesting to take a look at. |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5781 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:27 pm: | |
Pat, often times, when Bruce calls, he has to hang up on me, 'cause he's trying to say goodbye and i'm still hysterical... |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5780 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:24 pm: | |
LMAO, Jean-Louis...! A translator website...! It's the only way, for now... Eventualmente, bench�, Andreanna mi insegni il vecchio senso moda. Pronuncia e le nove yarde intere. |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5779 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:21 pm: | |
Sorry, Dan, it's how i feel; i can't suppress that... Have you seen some of the other threads, though...? The tattoo thread here in GD...? Very political & religious... Glad you liked the story, though, thanks... |
Jean-Louis (Jlm348)
Member Username: Jlm348
Post Number: 657 Registered: 11-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:20 pm: | |
DES everyone in Ca is doing pretty good. I know Steve told me that he recently saw the waitress that you liked, and they brieftly talked. Where did you learn to write in Italian that is awesome! JLM |
Dan Gordon (Ferruccio)
Junior Member Username: Ferruccio
Post Number: 91 Registered: 2-2003
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:14 pm: | |
Des, I like your post it was great. Love to read your Ferrari stories. But is there any chance you could refrane from saying the Goverment sucks? Its no big deal it just bothers me. IMO Political statements should be limited to off topic. |
Pat Pasqualini (Enzo)
Member Username: Enzo
Post Number: 889 Registered: 2-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:12 pm: | |
man that is so funny that he gets a kick out them. The first time I talked to him I was thinking to myself he sounds like Frank Rizzo. (No offense Bruce) If he ever called me and started in I would loose it for sure. |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5777 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:08 pm: | |
Pat, no one does it better than Bruce... Hands down, he's the one to watch in action... He's called my office before and put me in tears... |
Pat Pasqualini (Enzo)
Member Username: Enzo
Post Number: 888 Registered: 2-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 12:04 pm: | |
those are some of my favorite cd's. Are you guys the jerky boys out there in NY? I have all their cd's I could listen to them all day and still crack up |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5775 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 11:55 am: | |
Pat - LMAO...!!! Can you start tomorrow...? Can you sell...? i'll sell anything, gimme a tank, i'll sell that, too, i'm @#$%in' crazy like that... Choke a few people and they buy... |
Pat Pasqualini (Enzo)
Member Username: Enzo
Post Number: 887 Registered: 2-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 11:52 am: | |
Des I'm silly like that! Just let me know if you need me to bring my tools! |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5774 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 11:51 am: | |
Jean-Louis...! How are you...? How is everyone out there in sunny California...? i hope all is well... |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5773 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 11:50 am: | |
Andreanna, ciao Bella...! � piacevole vederli inviare. Dovreste fare il vostro proprio nome. potrei prendere una delle immagini che ho di voi nel Testarossa e che lo metto nel vostro profilo. Con tutta la fortuna, il i'l sta vedendoli questa fine settimana. Bryan - don't tease me...! Actually, it's funny you should say that; recently my friend and i were discussing the 365 2+2... It seems that, in my youth, i'm a little narrow-minded in my appreciation for the older cars of yesteryear... KCCK, come on over; the government sucks but the people are really nice. Pat, don't get cute - i'll whack you around, pop one off, lick your lips and stick you to the wall; i'm crazy like that, you hear me...? Crazy... Ron, i could certainly make some comparisons, but none too accurate as i would need a lot more seat time in both cars to really make a qualified assessment. So, um... Bruce, Bob, how 'bout it...? Surprisingly, i managed to keep the nose clean and all the paint on the front bumper was in tact when we returned. i wish i could say the same for Bob's 355. i wish he'd let me pay for the touch-up, too... |
Jean-Louis (Jlm348)
Member Username: Jlm348
Post Number: 656 Registered: 11-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 11:40 am: | |
DES Another awesome story. I am so happy for you that you get to experience all the joys that a Ferrari brings. JLM
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KCCK (Kenneth)
Member Username: Kenneth
Post Number: 607 Registered: 10-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 11:22 am: | |
Great story, Des. Makes me want to be in America. |
Pat Pasqualini (Enzo)
Member Username: Enzo
Post Number: 886 Registered: 2-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 10:34 am: | |
Great story DES. Sounds like you guys had a blast! The little I have talked with Bruce on the phone and through e-mails lets me know that Bruce is a true class act and a wonderful friend. Now all I have to do is meet the amazing Andrea. Pat What is the deal with the Jerky Boys? Do you guys know Frank Rizzo??? |
Ron (Easy_rider)
Member Username: Easy_rider
Post Number: 684 Registered: 12-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 9:54 am: | |
DES, how would you compare driving this to Bob's 355? How about acceleration, power, handling, feel, etc? |
Bryan Phillips (Bryanp)
Junior Member Username: Bryanp
Post Number: 154 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 9:53 am: | |
jeez, DES; this makes me want to invite you down to D.C. to drive my old v-12 just so I can read your description of the experience!!!!!!!! Forza! |
Bruce Wellington (Bws88tr)
Advanced Member Username: Bws88tr
Post Number: 2693 Registered: 4-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 9:46 am: | |
Bello, On behalf of Bruce and I ....let me just say no thanks are needed. I noticed you left out the X-rated swim party in the evening ....to much information is not always a good thing. Didnt I tell you about 3rd gear???Men say that we women dont know anything about cars! HUhhhhh!Gentlemen start your engines!!It truely is a "Beast".One that can only be tamed by a true enthusiast. Another absolutely enticing weekend!!Exotic cars-exotic people-exotic food etc... Love to all you jerky boys you know who you are! Baci to Augustine..my girl Josie Jerry..all of you!!Go stick your lips to the wall!! Tiamo!! Andreanna |
wm hart (Whart)
Intermediate Member Username: Whart
Post Number: 1592 Registered: 12-2001
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 8:00 am: | |
Yeah, DES! I'm am suprised you put it into 5th; i rarely got up to that gear in any of the 12's, given the upper reach of 4th gear. Third was always magical in these cars... |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5771 Registered: 8-2002
| Posted on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - 7:51 am: | |
It was another wonderful weekend with The Wellingtons. Friday night, Bruce & Andrea & company picked me up in Fort Lee, where The Bird dropped me off. Dinner and back to the Chateau for a relaxing evening was the night�s itinerary. It had been a stressful week and I couldn�t think of a better place to relax. Beautiful, uninterrupted sleep came and I awoke when my body was ready � not because of some alarm clock or because I needed to get to work. When I emerged from the bedroom, Bruce & Andrea were already up. There was the faint aroma of coffee in the air; I sat with them in the kitchen and had a coke and a cigarette. Smiles were abroad as we enjoyed conversation and a sunny Saturday afternoon. I soon brushed and dressed, ready for the day. Later that evening, Bruce, Andrea, Augustine, Josie, Jeremiah, Matt, Mirella(sp?) and I wallowed in a fabulous dinner at Andrea�s uncle�s restaurant. Swimming and another party commenced when we reconvened back at The Chateau. The next day was a mellow Sunday with lunch and a quiet dinner in the local town. Parting is such sweet sorrow, but alas, the weekend had come to a close. Words only convey the events without the proper induction of emotion involved, in relishing in a beautiful weekend with wonderful people. However, it was Saturday afternoon that compels me to urge these words; an urgency to expel from the depths of my soul, an unparalleled feeling; the feeling of driving a Testarossa. During a phone call earlier that week, Bruce had asked me if I wanted to drive the Testarossa � like I would say no�? I beamed and laughed in disbelief but he was serious. It wasn�t until Saturday afternoon when I found out just how serious he was. He wasted no time, either; no sooner was I dressed than he was turning the key to a glorious rumble. He let the car sit and warm up and then backed it out of the garage, letting it sit in the driveway to warm up some more. The plan was to drive around a bit until the car was sufficiently heated then Bruce would pull over and we would switch seats, allowing me access to the mystical controls of this gorgeous machine. In my possession, fresh out of the plastic, a pair of black leather Ferrari driving gloves that I clutched, eagerly awaiting the point in time that I would need to put them on. Not having to wonder where the door handle was, I jumped right into the passenger�s seat. Before I knew it, Bruce was down the driveway and rolling down the street. He drove for about ten minutes, then pulled over just outside of town. �Are you sure you wanna do this�?� I asked. �Yeah, c�mon, don�t be silly�!� was his joyous reply. He was only too happy to make another dream come true for me. He exited the car and I took a deep breath. I opened the door and slowly emerged from the left side of the car, rounding the rear, ready to get in on the right side. Yeah, the right side. I no longer had a face; my body transformed into a big smile with arms and legs. Bruce said something, but I don�t remember what it was; I doubt I could comprehend it then, either. I was in a fog of fantasy� I stared down into the cockpit. My eyes, hazy with lust; my heart, ablaze with the passion that�s ripped through me for the last 24 years. This would be the 3rd Ferrari I would drive in 35 days. Luck was a concept I couldn�t understand at the moment; I was about to drive. All my focus was on the driving that was only moments away. It was incumbent upon me to keep in mind that I had extremely little experience driving a rear-wheeled car and this would the first 12 cylinder I would ever take the controls of. It�s okay to blow the tranny on a beater, but the engine rebuild on a Ferrari is almost double what I gross in a year; no �Saturnizing� with the Testarossa. Another bulb that glowed in the back of my head like the check engine light on my car was that too much power at the rear, navigating a foreign turn in a rear-heavy car, could very well result in the ass of the car coming out of the turn before the rest of the car; not something I was willing to chance in someone else�s Ferrari. I�d need to wait until I had my own. Once seated, I found my space in the foot well and dipped the gas to heighten the growl behind my head. �Yeah!� Bruce yelled, and I hit it once more. Once gloved and familiar with the cockpit, I clutched and brought the stick down into first. A flashing blinker indicated that I was ready to evacuate the shoulder and take on the road. Funny thing, these Ferraris; when it�s your first time driving one, your foot is very gentle with the gas. The clutch, though� man, the clutch is totally impatient and as I eased off of it, the car just went. As I began riding out first gear, I could feel how much power the car had, correlating how little gas I was giving and how quick she still accelerated. �Holy !� I thought. And then I gave it more gas. With a bit of struggling, I managed to shift into second. At that point, anything behind me suddenly became anything waaaaaaay behind me as I took to the gas pedal and gears. Brakepedal�? What brake pedal�? I was too in tune with the end pedals to focus on the one in the middle. Soon Murphy�s Law bum-rushed the playing field and I inevitably found myself behind an ever-increasing string of local yokels, lazily sputtering along the Saturday afternoon countryside. Every break in the double yellow was matched by an oncoming vehicle and my chances of opening this bad girl up were looking pretty grim. That�s when Bruce suggested I pull over and u-turn at the next available spot. With no chance of turning around in sight, I simultaneously dropped the car from 5th to 3rd, cut the wheel to a hard left and hit the brakes, executing a flawless 180 degree u-turn, then continued to drop down to 2nd, did a burn out and took off into the direction from which I just came, the ass of the car wiggling as I rocketed down the road� �ok, that didn�t really happen, but within less than a minute, opportunity knocked and I answered, pulling over. I paused only to observe any traffic that might be near and when I was clear, I pulled out, going back whence we came. Open road in front of me and a howling twelve behind me, I was entranced in an ever-increasing speed. 5 or so minutes later, I found myself sneering at the bumper of another people mover. �Downshift� lemme hear it downshift.� Bruce said. The double yellow broke but an oncoming motorist overruled and so I downshifted from a conservatively low-RPMed 5th to 3rd just for the music that Bruce and I relished in. Moments later, though, the oncoming car was just a fraction of itself in my rearview and no other cars were in the distance. I took advantage of the high RPMs and the dotted yellow as I blinkered my way out from behind the econobox in front of me. Once I hit the gas it was as if the car next to me had suddenly gone in reverse. It was only seconds later that the car that was just in front of me was a mere speck in my mirror. I took the car out of 3rd only to put it in 4th as I continued accelerating, wondering how a car could give so much and never stop. The road was my canvas; speed was my medium; the art was Testarossa as I zipped through the curves and blurred down the straights. Before we knew it, we were back in town and a series of downshifts conducted a symphony of engine-braking notes that only compelled me to repeat the crescendo I created only moments ago. Resistance prevailed though and we scurried along through town, my foot always 1 mile per hour over the limit. An intoxicatingly addictive drive, the Testarossa is by no means, a �towncar�. A few rights and lefts and we were pulling into Bruce�s driveway. I brought the car to a stop in front of the garage door and shut the engine off; in gear, I engaged the emergency brake and Bruce and I exited the TR. As we slowly walked inside, I had to ask: �Bruce, I need you to be honest with me� I gotta know� how did I do�? Did I do anything wrong�? Did I shift right, was everything okay�?� His reply was totally original from all others anyone�s ever given me: �No, everything was fine, but you shifted into 5th too early� �you could�ve pushed the car harder.� ! Go figure. Bruce, I can�t thank you enough. The only thing that rivals the power of your car is the strength of your character. You and Andrea are two wonderful people and life is so much brighter with you two as friends. Thank you. |