Conquer Club

Hello,

I am a Dodge Stratus. I demand you ask me questions about myself. So that I can enlighten you about what it's like to be a Dodge Stratus.

Here is a hint, it's no coincidence that Dodge Stratus rhymes with STATUS.

Did you have a good time in Israel?

And Stratus does not rhyme with status.

I used to know an old Dodge Dart ... boy was he a "Swinger."
So how many horses do you have under the hood?
Are they work horses or race horses?

tzor wrote:I used to know an old Dodge Dart ... boy was he a "Swinger."
So how many horses do you have under the hood?
Are they work horses or race horses?

Well, well, tzor. I been to New Mexico, showed there myself and I gotta say, Frank would like some credit if you were to, make some greens from my greens. And the Frank ain’t got nerves of steel. Well, I got good nerve’s but travel does a number on my nards. So you’d have some great splatter from the Frank.

The lady, well now the Frank can guarantee she’d string you up if you slid somethin’ anywhere near me without first askin’. But my lady, she don’t take, well, manure, from anyone and wouldn’t appreciate you takin’ mine without prior approval of course.

So the Frank says ask before hand, plus you might find yourself in a messy situation with the wrong equid.

When are you going to play your second game?

And when are you going to win your first?

Has this been moved?

How many miles do you have on you?

How many old men have been inside you?