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Puny Bird
Join Date: Nov 2002
Location: Port Hope (near Toronto) On, Canada
Posts: 4,566
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Originally Posted by red-beard
I helped a buddy go buy a car from a guy in Thousand Oaks. We rented a trailed.
After a stop in Victorville for 3 transmissions for me to rebuild, we headed to this guys house. My buddy had negotiated for a vehicle. The first sign of trouble, no answer on the phone as we head there. We arrive and drive down the driveway. The guy comes out and basically asks us WTF we are doing driving up his driveway.
My buddy introduces himself and says they talked on the phone about the car. He looks at me and says "Who the 'eff' you are?". I introduce myself and say I have a truck and trailer to help my buddy. Basically, he doesn't remember making a deal or even talking to my buddy. Slowly but surely we get the "tweeker" vibe. We bid fair well and leave.
He then runs after us and starts pounding on my truck as I'm trying to turn around. We skip being "nice" with the trailer and get the hell out of there!
My buddy: Mike aka Dr. Evil...
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Should have guessed that...Dr. Evil is a crazy magnet. 
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