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I once had friends push me around North Sydney in a shopping trolley picking chicks with my new ride. When they would look at me as if Im insane I would tell them to relax because "My subwoofers are getting put in next week" or "My shiny mag wheels are on order".
Its also heaps of fun to stare and point up at the sky and watch everyone stop and look up at nothing with you.
Once my mate and I were in a hungry Jacks line at 3 am (around the corner from the pub). The line was huge. Suddenly we both started making out as if I had belted the crap out some guy with my axe handle because he touched my car and we werent sure if he was dead or not. People would start to eaves drop and then leave the line because they didnt want to be near us. We got to the start of the line heaps quick.
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