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das boot
A 66! What’s this Asian doing in this car?
Didn’t he wear that shit the night before?
Didn’t he wear that shit the night before?
With his Vegas winnings, Choe bought a car, a big one. A 66 Lincoln Continental convertible. It’s dark green, rolls like a boat, and cruises along. People like to look at the car everywhere he drives. It must get less than 10 miles per gallon. The suicide doors are always nice.