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G'Day you lot, I'm BACK. Had trouble with the server. The All Classic Motor Club of Central Queensland, (of which I am a member), has it's annual Classics by the Coast this Sunday and, for the FIRST TIME, I have entered "Precious" to dazzle the eyeballs of all who gaze upon her beauty. WISH ME LUCK. So far there are over 150 entries and more are expected to nominate on the day. There will be Classics, Vintage, Bikes of all marques. Looking forward to it. Rick.

ROFL That being the case, you'll be looking for "one or two" parts. Wish you luck. That Ozzy Guy knows all the suppliers. Welcome to the club mate, If you need advise just post your question-------SOMEONE will provide the answer. After all, we're ALL nice blokes here. Rick.

:classic: :classic: :classic: :classic: The important thing is that YOU are in one piece mate. Bloody shame about the 240 though. We can ALL sympathise with you. Rick.

:love: :love: The radio in "Precious", the one in my ute and the one in my home workshop are permanently tuned to an FM station that plays only COUNTRY music. Apart from Aussie talent, my favorites are ALABAMA, Glen Campbell and Willie Nelson. Oh, and , of course, the Man in Black. Rick.

YUK. Rick.

:sick: :sick: What is the penalty in the USA for murdering a Zed murderer. Or do they award medals instead ????. Rick.

:stupid: :stupid: :stupid: Stupid, stupid, stupid, that's how I feel Biker. Here I was, thinking that a septic tank'd had a go at taking the wizz out of us and it turns out to have been a near neighbour. What a let down. Rick.

:finger: Yes, Biker, Bleeding hearts and do gooders cause more problems than they fix. It's a bit crook when parents have to think twice before chastising their kids. My grandma used to say "That's why God gave kids BUMS ----To Smack". Child abuse is a different matter, but knee jerk reactions are seldom for the better. One good thing came from being born and bred in Waterloo. Boy Oh Boy, did I learn to RUN BLOODY FAST. Rick.

:stupid: Alfadog, "Crazy Fool" is not a very apt discription. "Silly Old Bugger" would probably be closer to the truth. Yes mate, I did post this subject a month or so back. It's just that I was surprised to find the lights still out in so many places. Just HAD to comment. Don't know 'bout you, but I find it interesting to see how the subject matter can change. I started out having a dig at EVERYONE not Oz and now, hear we are comparing BEER. HEY !!!, ALL YOU DRINKERS!!. So far you have been on about the BEST beer. What about the WORST beer you've had???? You'd have to go a long, long way to find worse than Ba Me Ba (333), brewed with water straight from the Saigon river with an alcohol content that could vary from one bottle to the next. "Tiger" beer was pretty crook too. Rick.

I just checked out the Regional Discussions. There's one bloke alive and well and living in Asia; I think the U.K. has gone to Europe for a holiday; Europe has reciprocated by going to the U.K.; USA Eastern, there's no one home; USA Central, only one bloke's awake and, USA Western, The alarm clock didn't go off. As for good old Oz, well, it seems we have a lot to talk about 'cause we're all having a great time down here. Rick.

:love: Ernie old mate, your sister makes a pretty good secretary but there are a lot of us waiting for YOUR next post. Let me add my best wishes for a complete recovery. By the way, what the bloody hell hit you??????????????? Rick.

Welcome home Trex, I'm also with Alfadog, please post those pictures, PLEASE. Rick.

As a "Mouldy Oldy" who grew up in the inner Sydney suberb of Waterloo, I can associate with just about everything listed in Growing Old. As a teenager I was rather well known by the local cop on the beat. He didn't have to ask me where I lived, he just grabbed a handfull uf hair on the nape of the neck and frogmarched me home. But he was fair as well as hard and I had RESPECT for him. Z Kid, you give me hope for the younger generation. Rick.

:stupid: I guess I'm one of the lucky ones. I read all the replies before looking for the joke. George, that was a NASTY thing to do to our septic tank mates. NASTY, but GOOD mate, chalk that one up for yourself. Wish I'd done it. Rick.

ROFL This one's no joke, it's mostly true GROWING OLD Kids of today are wrapped in cotton wool......... Read on. If you lived as a child in the 50's, 60's or 70's, looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have... As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Our cots were covered with bright coloured lead-based paint. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cupboards, when we rode our bikes we had no helmets. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill; only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. No mobile phones. We got cut and broke bones and broke teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame, but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We ate cakes, bread and butter, and drank cordial, but we were never overweight...we were always outside playing. We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle and no one died from this. We did not have Play stations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, video,games, 65 channels on pay TV, video tape movies, surround sound, personal mobile phones, Personal Computers, Internet chat rooms ... we had friends. We went outside and found them. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rung the bell, or just walked in and talked to them. Imagine such a thing. Without asking a parent! By ourselves! Out there in the cold cruel world! Without a guardian - how did we do it? We made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever. Footy and netball had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment..... Some pupils weren't as smart as others so they failed an exam and were held back to repeat the same year. Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. No one to hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law - imagine that! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years has been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. And you're one of them. Congratulations! Please pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives....... for our own good of course...... Wow ... I wonder what the current generation would think of the ideas of taking RESPONSIBILITY for their actions ... unheard of!!

ROFL Thought this was good enough to send in. > > > > > A magician worked on a cruise ship. The audience was different each > > > week, > > > > > so the magician did the same tricks over and over again. > > > > > One problem: The captain's parrot saw the shows each week and began > to > > > > > understand how the magician did every trick. Once he understood, he > > > > > started shouting in the middle of the show: > > > > > "Look, it's not the same hat!" > > > > > "Look, he's hiding the flowers under the table." > > > > > "Hey, why are all the cards the ace of spades?" > > > > > The magician was furious, but couldn't do anything. It was, after > all, > > > the > > > > > captain's parrot. Then the ship sank. > > > > > The magician found himself on a piece of wood in the middle of the > sea > > > > > with, as fate would have it, the parrot. They stared at each other > > with > > > > > hatred, but did not utter a word. This went on for a day and then > > > another > > > > > and then another. > > > > > Finally on the fourth day, the parrot could not hold back: OK, I give up. Where's the BLOODY SHIP.

:sleepy: :classic: :sleepy: A 12000 MILE walk, Bloody heck, I get puffed doing 18 holes on the golf course !!!!!!!!!!! YAAAWWWNNN, makes me tired just thinking of it. Rick.

Datto--Zed, Send a private message or email to That Aussie Guy. He recently compiled a list of suppliers. I'm sure he'd be happy to assist. Rick.

ROFL G'Day Carl. Here in the Land Down Under a rhyming slang was once in fairly common use. It was referred to as STRINE. Examples: A Bag Of Fruit-----------------------------A Suit of clothes. Hit the frog and toad--------------------Hit The Road. Septic Tank--------------------------------Yank. Get the picture???? Unfortunately it is not in use today except by a few diehard stick-in-the-muds like me and, to be honest, I've forgotten most of it. It was a language unto itself. And as for Mel Gibson, he's only on loan to you lot. He's one of us. There is ONE thing you blokes could do for me. TAKE BACK THE BLOODY SIMPSONS. Rick.

LOL ROFL Steady on there mate, I think Carl might still be suffering a headache from trying to decipher my "Wouldn't be dead for quids" and you just may have really complicated things with your "Stone the crows" and "Raw Prawn" comments. You might have caused his headache to develope into a migrain. Rick.

Another must is power outlets. I reckon you can't have too many power points. DOUBLES. With surge protection. Rick.

And another BRAVO to you Carl, I'm with Jerry. Your comments are informative and entertaining but, BLOODY HECK mate, you Do get caught up in some doozies of discussions, don't you ??? Keep up the good work and I look forward to your next post. Enjoyably yours, Rick.

Yes, Carl, I agree that those service personnel and their families deserve our thanks, gratitude, deepest sympathy AND respect. No amount of words can lessen the pain their families would be feeling. Let's just hope that their sacrifice was not in vain. Every one of them was a hero in my book. Rick.

:stupid: :stupid: By GEORGE, GEORGE, If he did buy it, he'd have to use a bloody long snorkle to drive it home. Rick.