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<blockquote data-quote="wnyfjr" data-source="post: 1160395" data-attributes="member: 20046"><p>'Pants, I too, had a cool uncle, Uncle Paul. He used to race stock cars locally and in Scranton, PA. He also owned a Cougar, this one black with a red leather interior. He was the bachelor uncle that Mom frequently invited over for dinner. He would always offer to go to the store for anything Mom needed and I would ALWAYS volunteer to go with him. There was a set of dual railroad tracks between our house and the grocery store, and we would invariably get one or more wheels off the ground going over that crossing. either on the way out or on the way back. I grinned like an idiot and it was unspoken: "Don't tell Mom!"</p><p></p><p>You are definitely the cool uncle now!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="wnyfjr, post: 1160395, member: 20046"] 'Pants, I too, had a cool uncle, Uncle Paul. He used to race stock cars locally and in Scranton, PA. He also owned a Cougar, this one black with a red leather interior. He was the bachelor uncle that Mom frequently invited over for dinner. He would always offer to go to the store for anything Mom needed and I would ALWAYS volunteer to go with him. There was a set of dual railroad tracks between our house and the grocery store, and we would invariably get one or more wheels off the ground going over that crossing. either on the way out or on the way back. I grinned like an idiot and it was unspoken: "Don't tell Mom!" You are definitely the cool uncle now! [/QUOTE]
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