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KARR...
Oct 25, 2009 22:27:53 GMT -5
Post by karr09 on Oct 25, 2009 22:27:53 GMT -5
attack mode for KARR possibly: Foose Mustang for KARR: Foose mustang that has the mysterious look that would be good for KARR and KITT:
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KARR...
Oct 26, 2009 11:40:16 GMT -5
Post by elphie on Oct 26, 2009 11:40:16 GMT -5
That first one is SOOOO effing hot.
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KARR...
Oct 26, 2009 15:29:21 GMT -5
Post by Cloris on Oct 26, 2009 15:29:21 GMT -5
wow...
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KARR...
Oct 26, 2009 21:09:58 GMT -5
Post by Firefly on Oct 26, 2009 21:09:58 GMT -5
i know elphie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! there's not enough ttttttttts to say how hottttt it is!!!
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KARR...
Oct 26, 2009 21:30:46 GMT -5
Post by elphie on Oct 26, 2009 21:30:46 GMT -5
It certainly revs my engine.
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KARR...
Oct 27, 2009 19:00:02 GMT -5
Post by Firefly on Oct 27, 2009 19:00:02 GMT -5
LOL! NICE! And how long has your sig been changed...I just noticed it was diff...
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KARR...
Dec 12, 2009 15:51:05 GMT -5
Post by karr09 on Dec 12, 2009 15:51:05 GMT -5
KARR: why does KITT crash? A: He has Windows Vista installed.
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KARR...
Dec 12, 2009 19:13:43 GMT -5
Post by Firefly on Dec 12, 2009 19:13:43 GMT -5
lol
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Dec 12, 2009 21:05:45 GMT -5
Post by elphie on Dec 12, 2009 21:05:45 GMT -5
sooo true! i hated windows vista.
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KARR...
Dec 13, 2009 10:15:15 GMT -5
Post by Firefly on Dec 13, 2009 10:15:15 GMT -5
i think everyone did...had way too many problems.
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KARR...
Dec 13, 2009 22:05:40 GMT -5
Post by elphie on Dec 13, 2009 22:05:40 GMT -5
it just sucked all around. XP was perfect.
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KARR...
Dec 13, 2009 22:26:07 GMT -5
Post by Firefly on Dec 13, 2009 22:26:07 GMT -5
yup still using it ^_^
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KARR...
Dec 14, 2009 16:06:15 GMT -5
Post by elphie on Dec 14, 2009 16:06:15 GMT -5
i have it on my desktop, and windows 7 on my laptop. it's better than vista, but not as good as xp.
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KARR...
Dec 14, 2009 23:01:59 GMT -5
Post by Firefly on Dec 14, 2009 23:01:59 GMT -5
b/c xp is awesomerererer than alleth things...eth
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KARR...
Dec 28, 2009 23:28:38 GMT -5
Post by elphie on Dec 28, 2009 23:28:38 GMT -5
KARR VS THE SQUIRREL
Thunk. KARR revved his engine. “What was that?” “Hmm?” KITT roused himself from the classical music he was listening to. “What was what?” “Something just hit my roof.” KARR growled and scanned the quiet residential street that they were parked upon. “What was it?” “You have a nanoskin,” KITT pointed out calmly. “It is annoyance,” KARR said. “And it could be a threat!” There was a loud thud as a squirrel hit his roof, obviously following its acorn. KITT turned down his music. “Sometimes I think Bonnie forgot to add ‘flight’ to your ‘fight or flight’ response.” “Oh, it is a tree dwelling rodent.” The squirrel slid down KARR’s windshield with the acorn in his mouth. “What are you doing? Scram. Get off.” It gnawed at his windshield wipers. “Stop!” KARR flipped his windshield wipers, trying to hit the squirrel, but he missed and the animal puffed its tail indignantly. It chirped at him. “Chirp all you want, but you will not chew my wires! Go bury your nuts elsewhere!” KITT began playing a song by Alvin and the Chipmunks. The squirrel darted up and peered through KARR’s windshield. Suddenly it screeched and jumped several inches in the air. “There.” KARR sounded satisfied. “That takes care of that obnoxious rodent.” “KARR, what did you do?” KITT demanded. “You’ll kill the poor thing!” “Like it matters to you. I merely gave him an incentive not to hide acorns under my hood. He will be fine.” Just to ease his conscience, KARR scanned the creature, and once he was satisfied that it was all right, he said, “I can release Daisy when we get back to the SSC. I’m sure she would enjoy the warmth of you hood again.” “Don’t you dare,” KITT snapped. “I will tranquilize her again, so help me.” Furious, the squirrel skittered down KARR’s hood and began stuffing the acorn into the Mustang’s hood scoop. “OH, NO! THAT’S IT!” KARR fired a tranquilizer dart, but missed again, and his target jumped into the street. “What? I never miss!” “CHIRP!” The squirrel ran under KARR and began biting a tire. Realizing that whatever this substance was, it was much harder than its acorn, it proceeded to crawl up the nearest tailpipe, which happened to be nice and warm. KARR revved his engine again and managed to fire the rodent out his tailpipe. He sealed the pipe. The squirrel ran up into the tree, scattering acorns as he went. “I didn’t want to do this,” he informed the chittering rodent. “But you leave me no choice!” He fired his sonic cannon, and the squirrel thudded his way out of the tree to lie limp upon the ground, stunned. “I tried to tell you to leave me alone.” At that moment, Mike Traceur and his father, Michael Knight, came out of the nearest house. “Hey, we’ve got the witness….Rover, what happened?” Mike asked. “Why is there a squirrel on the ground and why are you covered in acorns?” “Don’t call me Rover,” KARR snapped. The squirrel twitched weakly and Mike picked it up. “He’s okay, just stunned.” Clearly beside himself with humor, KITT said, “KARR had another of his animal kingdom panic attacks.” “You mean that lion cub crawled through your auto-roof?” Michael asked. KITT pretended he was going to shut his door on Michael’s foot. “I’ll put him in the yard so he doesn’t get hit by a car.” Mike set the limp animal in the grass and got behind the wheel. “Let’s roll.” “Be sure the squirrel doesn’t follow us,” KITT ordered. “KARR might have an anxiety attack.” “Be careful, KITT,” KARR warned. “Or I will make very sure that both Oscar and Daisy spend quality time with you and you will experience another ‘tactical error.’” “You wouldn’t dare!” “I would. Try me.” “Knock it off,” Michael commanded. “Fine,” KARR said loftily. “I’m just glad to be rid of that pesky rodent.” The two cars pulled up to a stop sign and waited to cross. With another loud thud, the same squirrel dropped down onto KARR’s hood. “Hmm.” KARR surveyed his options. “It seems I have the tactical advantage. KITT—catch!” With a single sweep of his windshield wiper, he catapulted the squirrel directly into KITT’s open sunroof. The effect was instantaneous. “What was—KARR!” “It is just a wee little critter,” KARR taunted. “That should keep you amused.” The squirrel was beyond frightened. Having landed in the back seat, it launched itself forward and slammed into the dashboard. It bounced off the windows, doors and ceiling trying to find a way out. “Michael, catch it!” KITT shouted. “My gauges are going crazy!” “I’m trying!” Michael ducked as the squirrel ran up his shoulder and across the back of his seat. “He’s fast!” “Ouch! Get off, vermin! No, not the Turbo Boost!” “Really, KITT, we should get going,” KARR said. “They are expecting us at the SSC.” “Michael, if you don’t catch that thing, I swear I’ll gas!” KITT cried. Mike wiped tears of laughter from his face. “KARR, I will never forget this for as long as I live!” “KITT!” Michael yelled. “Open all your doors. See if it’ll run out.” “Careful, Mr. Knight,” KARR called. “It could be rabid!” KITT obeyed Michael, but the squirrel hid under the passenger’s seat. Michael grabbed it by the tail and dragged it out. “Got ya!” He flung the squirrel unceremoniously into the nearest yard. “Let’s go home.” “That…that was not fun,” KITT growled. “I’ll get you for that, KARR!”
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