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Hello, my name is Curtis (Desert Dog's son). I just got my Driver's License, but am not new to off-roading. I have a 1998 TJ with the following specs:

* Rock Krawler X-Factor 5.5 lift
* 33" MTR Kevlars
* Lock-rite in the front, Eaton e-locker in the rear
* 4.88 gears
* Currie HD steering
* Currie Bumpers
* Warn rock sliders
* Cobra CB with Wilson antenna
* Tuffy security box
* wimpy 4-banger with Dynomax header, optima, Airraid CIA, custom Exhaust
* Skid Row gas tank and steering box skid

My Dad and I are also going to install a cage, and maybe a new rear bumper when I get the money. I wish I could put a V8 in it

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congrats on the license

see you on the trails

Fuck yeah! Curtis!!!!

[quote="casaintsfan"]congrats on the license

see you on the trails[/quote]

X2 on that Nice XJ behind you in the pic!!

not x2 on the xj, more like before of that XJ... That guy likes to crash into his doors every trip!

Hello there Mr. Curtis, skinny dipping with guys much now a days??

[quote="VICTORG93307"]Hello there Mr. Curtis, skinny dipping with guys much now a days?? [/quote]

Oh FUCK!

Curtis..... please, please, please tell me that you didn't fall for Victor's "come here little boy, I have candy" line.... did you?

Damn.... looks like you are going to be Victor's next little bitch!?! You did see what he turned Trevor into..... he's now a three dollar tranny working the blvd in Cottonwood.

[b][color=#FFFF00]You need to seek help fast, there might be a lot of electro therapy, Thorazine, and a bunch of high dollar (female) professional help.... but you might just come out of this with some very minor control of your anal orifice (Hey.... minor control is better than none. Again, I refer you to the latest known picture of Trevor to see what I mean.).[/color][/b]

B-rad's mail-order bride drug him out of Hungry Valley before Curtis's "pool-side sausage fest" story was revealed. You could take Victor's pulse rectally after that story, and Trever resigned to the "shack" for a few minutes prior to emerging from the tent with a "stinky hi-lift handle".