The cybernetic dog's head mounted on the back of my "shaggin' wagon" is at the bleeding edge of aftermarket styles. Chicks dig the retro sunglasses. |
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It's not just for looks, though. It gives me a heads-up display on my instrument panel to locate those fine, busty ladies using radar. |
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After I find one, I pull up next to them, roll down my window, and give them a more intimate heads-up display of my own. |
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