Q: What is the difference between a Mercedes convertible and a porcupine?
A: With a porcupine, the prick's on the outside.
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Leo Baggett
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- I was born in Montana, raised in Tampa, and reside in a small town in the lowcountry of South Carolina with the Lovely Lady Di, and son Tyler. Walterboro (the 'Boro) has about 5,100 residents. It's a moderately interesting place. I work in the public defender's office representing poor people charged with crimes. Some of them did it. Some of them didn't do it. Some are not very nice, a lot of them are just regular Joes with a huge plate of bad luck. I'm a moderately interesting fellow, who has the good fortune to know or be related to some very interesting people. Is there anyone out there?
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I don't care who you are, that's funny!
AM
Indeed, but it's fake, alas ... today's modern airbags aren't deployed by a wallop on the bumper, it's all triggered by a mechanism that senses the sudden stop, has nothing to do with impact.
Still, pretty funny.
Hey, I didn't film it, I just posted it.
And I'm not a car expert, but they had a discussion of just this kind of thing on Car Talk on NPR a week or so ago ...
http://youtube.com/watch?v=B7oG2VDQrgY&feature=related
You mean that lady had fake breasts? I didn't notice, I guess they were kind of firm as she was wailing on that Mercedes.
No wonder senior-citizens are living longer. Unlike the octogenerian when approached by the stripper with the request for "Super Sex", not all of them want soup.
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