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In the eighties, an Eastern European country sold a small basic car named the "Yugo" however there were other models one such car was the "Wego" then came the "Yallgo"
 
In the eighties, an Eastern European country sold a small basic car named the "Yugo" however there were other models one such car was the "Wego" then came the "Yallgo"
The car that was so bad even the country that it came from went out of business.
 
Not many folks remember back in 1989 a waitress from Royal Oak Michigan, was driving her Yugo over the Mackinac bridge and a gust of wind pushed her Yugo over the side of the bridge and into the straits 170 feet below in freezing water. It took I think 8 days later before divers could recoverer body in the car.
 
A company was looking to hire someone

for an important position so they interviewed dozens of applicants and
narrowed their search down to three people from different parts of Canada .




In an attempt to pick one of them,
they decided to give them all the same question to answer within 24 hours,
and the one with the best answer would get the job.




The question was:



A man and a woman are in bed, nude.
The woman is lying on her side with her back facing the man, and the man is lying on his side facing the woman's back.


What is the man's name?



After the 24 hours was up, the three were brought in to give their answers.



The first from Vancouver , says, "My answer is, there is no answer."



The second, from Toronto , says, "My answer is, that there is no way to determine the answer with the information we were given.



The third one from Newfoundland says, "I'm not exactly sure, but I have it narrowed down to two names… It's either: Willie Turner or Willie Nailer”.



The Newfoundlander got the job.
 
On my last drive of the year here in MN. I drove to a drive in restaurant (Formally an A&W. But now independently owned, but keeping the same theme of car window tray service.) There are always some older cars and rods reliving the "Good ole days" of Happy Days like "Arnolds" drive up dining. While waiting, I exited by GTX and a couple younger guys approached and said "Awesome Pontiac" I ONCE AGAIN, had to explain the difference between a GTX and a GTO. I of course was corrigible explaining that both GTO and GTX are very respected Muscle car era platforms. But completely different manufactures. This topic is BY FAR the most asked in my travels with the car. And then one of the kids asked the question I hate. "Which car is better?" I had a '66 GTO 389 4-speed in my senior year of high school. And I had a lot of fun and great memories. (late 70s early 80s.) I parted that car out after motor had enough of my beatings. And I miss that car. It was the coolest car I had. Until I saw and bought my first '69 GTX. (Mid 80s) And I have been Mopar hooked ever sense. I had to sell my first GTX in 1991 when my 4th child in 5 years was born. And we needed a mini van! That haunted me for years. Even having repeated dreams of my loss. I bought this 2nd GTX two years ago. Same performance package. Same 4-speed and exterior color. But different personality. I answered the kids question with. "Do you like blonds or brunettes?" He replied. "I like both!" And I answered. "Now you know how I feel!"

In closing? A quick walk around vid of current GTX. Even though both GTXs had same Dana 3.54:1 rear? My first was quicker threw the gears with the wider but shorter height 14" tires. This car is a far more "Highway Commando." This 440 starts to pull good starting at 90 MPH with the 28" taller 15" tires. And has buried it's 150 MPH speedometer. (Specifics of that occurrence is of course classified. Lol) Those recurring dreams have stopped since my purchase of 2nd GTX.
 
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I had a guy ask me last year if mine was Mustang or an El Camino....
 
On my last drive of the year here in MN. I drove to a drive in restaurant (Formally an A&W. But now independently owned, but keeping the same theme of car window tray service.) There were are always some older cars and rods reliving the "Good ole days" of Happy Days like "Arnolds" drive up dining. While waiting I exited by GTX and a couple younger guys approached and said "Awesome Pontiac" I ONCE AGAIN, had to explain the difference between a GTX and a GTO. I of course was corrigible explaining that both GTO and GTX are very respected Muscle car ear platforms. But completely different manufactures. This topic is BY FAR the most asked in my travels with the car. And then one of the kids asked the question I hate. "Which car is better?" I had a '66 GTO 389 4-speed in my senior year of high school. And I had a lot of fun and great memories. (late 70s early 80s.) I parted that car out after motor had enough of my beatings. And I miss that car. It was the coolest car I had. Until I saw and bought my first '69 GTX. (Mid 80s) And I have been Mopar hooked ever sense. I had to sell my first GTX in 1991 when my 4th child in 5 years was born. And we needed a mini van! That haunted me for years. Even having repeated dreams of my loss. I bought this 2nd GTX two years ago. Same performance package. Same 4-speed and exterior color. But different personality. I answered the kids question with. "Do you like blonds or brunettes?" He replied. "I like both!" And I answered. "Now you know how I feel!"

In closing? A quick walk around vid of current GTX. My Even though both GTXs had same Dana 3.54:1 rear? My first was quicker threw the gears with the wider but shorter height 14" tires. This car is a far more "Highway Commando." This 440 starts to pull good starting 90 MPH with the 28" taller 15" tires. And has buried it's 150 MPH speedometer. (Specifics of that occurrence is of course classified. Lol) Those recurring dreams have stopped since my purchase of 2nd GTX.

I like it!

But please.....





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Good Night’s Sleep

We were all at a deer camp. No one wanted to room with Bob, because he snored so badly. We decided it wasn't fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time, so we voted to take turns.

The first guy slept with Bob and comes to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot.

We said, "Man, what happened to you? He said, "Bob snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night."

The next night it was a different guy's turn. In the morning, same thing, hair all standing up, eyes all bloodshot.

We said, "Man, what happened to you? You look awful! He said, 'Man, that Bob shakes the roof with his snoring. I watched him all night."

The third night was Fred's turn. Fred was a tanned, older cowboy, a man's man. The next morning he came to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. "Good morning!" he said. We couldn't believe it. We said, "Man, what happened?"

He said, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Bob into bed, patted him on the butt, and kissed him good night.. Bob sat up and watched me all night."

With age comes wisdom.
 
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