Jag van anyone?

"pip bip - choose Corrour" (hhgttg69) 01/09/2019 at 06:24 • Filed to: jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag

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Full of the sound of the Gran Fury, signifying nothing. > pip bip - choose Corrour 01/09/2019 at 06:41

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Geoff’s long-lost half brother?

TchmilFan > pip bip - choose Corrour 01/09/2019 at 07:08

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I’ve n ever really  liked the XJ- S shape and always thought it could do with some improvement.

This is not what I had in mind.

shop-teacher > pip bip - choose Corrour 01/09/2019 at 07:15

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This is the perfect delivery vehicle for when you want to deliver your items in style, but never actually deliver the items.

pip bip - choose Corrour > shop-teacher 01/09/2019 at 07:18

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i’ll paint it red and give it Australia Post livery then

:/

(sadly that isn’t sarcasm)

shop-teacher > pip bip - choose Corrour 01/09/2019 at 07:20

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Maybe this was their prototype then?

pip bip - choose Corrour > shop-teacher 01/09/2019 at 07:23

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XD

Hamtractor > pip bip - choose Corrour 01/09/2019 at 08:47

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Ummmm.... I thought Oppo was all about the shooting brake? And the Ford Transit van seems popular around here too... Pull up a seat for a story of romance and lost loves...

Jeremy, a sly British version of a Jersey Shore Guido Jaguar went out on the hunt one Friday night, long ago. After a few too many drinks and failed one-liners, he came across an Amy Schumer Transit Van named Molly, who was wasted after she roofied herself to escape the pain of everyday life as a delivery truck for Williams Brothers Orthotic Inserts and Budget Dentistry.

One thing led to another, and the early morning of the following Saturday was filled with drunken fumblings and groans of frustration as Jeremy’s quasi-luxo underpinnings failed to adequately stimulate the drug-fueled appetite of Mollys amazingly large interior. Jeremy eventually departed, conducting the all too familiar electrical gremlin walk of shame to his mom’s flat in East London, never to see poor Molly again.

Nine months later...

Jeremy Clarkson May III was born, cursed with fetal alcohol syndrome, his deadbeat father’s handsome face and Lucas electronics DNA , his mother’s voluminous rear end and capacity for filling oneself with an endless and limitless array of regrets and orthotic inserts.  One might pity poor Jeremy, but don’t be so quick.  He’s living a happy life, serving his community as a luxury hearse and firewood delivery vehicle, quietly and patiently waiting for his own Molly to show up at the local watering hole.

HFV has no HFV. But somehow has 2 motorcycles > pip bip - choose Corrour 01/09/2019 at 10:23

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You’ll need somewhere to sleep when it breaks down