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Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: New Brunswick, Canada
Posts: 5,472
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I had one of the little fuchers burrow into my back a few years ago. I was at the cottage working away for a couple days, and noticed I had a sore spot on my back, but couldn't reach it. When I got home at the end of the weekend, I managed to get a look at my back with a mirror. By then he was big, fat, and nasty lookin. I reacted like any grown man would... flailed about like a 4 year old, yelling and screaming.
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Jake Often wrong, but never in doubt.
'81 911 euro SC (bits & pieces)
'03 Carrera 4s
'97 LX450 / '85 LeCar / '88 Iltis
+ a whole bunch of boats
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