Now this one's a hoot
Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 12:18 pm
This has gotta be one of the better ones. Where to begin? I guess I'll start at the beginning...
Darren sent off this email to me and some other people in his circle of family & friends.
Please read below;
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"Hi Susan and my family, I wanted to send you some pictures of my van from the beginning, so that you can visually see my progress, and maybe understand WHY I have a hobby of modifying my Astrovan?....
Plus my madness about wanting to Create a Kool looking van, and I have already have been contacted from magazines and calenders to be featured. Did you know that I have already squeezed a modified V8 motor into a smaller V6 engine space.
If you look at all the pictures in order, you will see the differences in lights, wheels, new-style front end, and the way that the sliding door opens UP now (rather than slides open)
My van is still in white primer at this stage because I see other body modifications...... And I think that .... > I can do better than that....? So I modify some more....
I know that Rome wasn`t built in a day, and knor was a Custom Astrovan!......
Enjoy....
Darren xxx"
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WELL! When I received this email, my warped brain started to run in overdrive. Obviously, I'd received an email destined for viewing by those who don't often email/meet up with on the ASV site. So, I fired back to everyone in the original email. See below
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From: peter e [mailto:peter2772000@yahoo.com]
Sent: Saturday, July 19, 2008 4:59 PM
To: Susan ---; Darren; Mark ---
Subject: Re: My AstroVan pics......
"Deer Susan & family.
I am a friend of Darren's, and I am quite worried about him. He seems to have become quite fixated over his primered-white eyesore. He's either setting this never-ending & on-going project of his on fire, running out of gas or being towed back to his rented home. He has no money (always being thrown at his truck), and his "other friends are creeped out by him due to the strange fixation which he exhibits towards his rolling junkyard. He can't keep a girlfriend long enuf to actually make a baby with her, most women go running outta his apartment shortly after seeing his pierced body parts.
Susan, family.....I suggest an intervention. I love Darren like the brother I never had (oh wait, I do have a brother. Nevertheless...). I think that as concerned and loving family & friends, we are obliged to help this poor SOB as much as we can.
So, who's with me, huh? Huh?"
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I know, I know. I'm scum. I'm a suck-egg, yella-bellied, sap-sucking biscuit eater. I should die a painful death. Twice!
But man, oh man, was that ever fun. Don't know if I'd have done it with Darren living closer to me, though :-k
The final chapter to this saga ends with the email below, sent by the mysterious "Susan". I read it just a few minutes ago, and was torn between laughing my head off and wondering who this "Susan" is? If it's his ex-gf, then I guess I've simply fired off a few more nails into Darren's already bolted-tight coffin....
Read below
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"Hello All! I just hung up with Darren who apparently told me this is some sort of joke. But truthfully, I couldn't agree more with the fixation and the happenstances. I experienced them personally and have thankfully moved on. Darren, I wish you the best and apparently things haven't changed. Again, good luck to you!"
Susan
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So, whadday's all think? Am I gonna pay for ALL this in a future life or (and much more likely), will I simply enter my home one night and find a masked hitman sitting in my dark livingroom, aiming a silenced .22 autopistol at my head
Darren sent off this email to me and some other people in his circle of family & friends.
Please read below;
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Hi Susan and my family, I wanted to send you some pictures of my van from the beginning, so that you can visually see my progress, and maybe understand WHY I have a hobby of modifying my Astrovan?....
Plus my madness about wanting to Create a Kool looking van, and I have already have been contacted from magazines and calenders to be featured. Did you know that I have already squeezed a modified V8 motor into a smaller V6 engine space.
If you look at all the pictures in order, you will see the differences in lights, wheels, new-style front end, and the way that the sliding door opens UP now (rather than slides open)
My van is still in white primer at this stage because I see other body modifications...... And I think that .... > I can do better than that....? So I modify some more....
I know that Rome wasn`t built in a day, and knor was a Custom Astrovan!......
Enjoy....
Darren xxx"
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WELL! When I received this email, my warped brain started to run in overdrive. Obviously, I'd received an email destined for viewing by those who don't often email/meet up with on the ASV site. So, I fired back to everyone in the original email. See below
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From: peter e [mailto:peter2772000@yahoo.com]
Sent: Saturday, July 19, 2008 4:59 PM
To: Susan ---; Darren; Mark ---
Subject: Re: My AstroVan pics......
"Deer Susan & family.
I am a friend of Darren's, and I am quite worried about him. He seems to have become quite fixated over his primered-white eyesore. He's either setting this never-ending & on-going project of his on fire, running out of gas or being towed back to his rented home. He has no money (always being thrown at his truck), and his "other friends are creeped out by him due to the strange fixation which he exhibits towards his rolling junkyard. He can't keep a girlfriend long enuf to actually make a baby with her, most women go running outta his apartment shortly after seeing his pierced body parts.
Susan, family.....I suggest an intervention. I love Darren like the brother I never had (oh wait, I do have a brother. Nevertheless...). I think that as concerned and loving family & friends, we are obliged to help this poor SOB as much as we can.
So, who's with me, huh? Huh?"
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I know, I know. I'm scum. I'm a suck-egg, yella-bellied, sap-sucking biscuit eater. I should die a painful death. Twice!
But man, oh man, was that ever fun. Don't know if I'd have done it with Darren living closer to me, though :-k
The final chapter to this saga ends with the email below, sent by the mysterious "Susan". I read it just a few minutes ago, and was torn between laughing my head off and wondering who this "Susan" is? If it's his ex-gf, then I guess I've simply fired off a few more nails into Darren's already bolted-tight coffin....
Read below
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"Hello All! I just hung up with Darren who apparently told me this is some sort of joke. But truthfully, I couldn't agree more with the fixation and the happenstances. I experienced them personally and have thankfully moved on. Darren, I wish you the best and apparently things haven't changed. Again, good luck to you!"
Susan
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So, whadday's all think? Am I gonna pay for ALL this in a future life or (and much more likely), will I simply enter my home one night and find a masked hitman sitting in my dark livingroom, aiming a silenced .22 autopistol at my head