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Originally Posted by xb-60
So... big proboscis, flared body and scoops ...to cover the muscles  ....and then there's the vents and the big pipes
Then there's loud and smelly, drinks too much (and that's just my Alfa) ....doesn't apply to any ladies I know 
Still not seeing the light 
Cheers!
Glen |
Back in the
oil boom days in northern Alberta, I met a few who fit that description perfectly!
I love refined, pretty and dainty as much as the next guy - they're like E-types and Maseratis. But you haven't lived until you've gotten it on with a cussing, bitumen slinging, moose hunting, tattooed, barroom brawling, beer drinking roughneck woman. They shine up surprisingly nicely once they scrub off the crude
oil - the smell never completely goes away - and head out to the tavern after a 14 hour shift. They're tough, loud and don't take any crap; and if you're lucky and brave enough to take one for a ride and survive, you'll be sore and a bit shaken and smell faintly of petroleum yourself but your heart will be pounding and you'll be grinning from ear to ear thinking holy sh-t that was bonkers - can't wait to do it again.
Glen my friend - sounds like your life has been way too sheltered!