I remember a story (which is so often the beginning of topics, hey!), Saying in a small town, which is a small town, a bland, nothing happens every day, a small towns, in addition to the heroic statue of a night light, but never any In such a quiet town with a mechanic Carpenter john, of course, also deserted his business, because the town and only 3 sets of car, one was the pastor, one is the mayor, and then have a son is the mayor. In fact, nothing more than the so-called repair also help clean the car and inflatable, john almost a mile outside of the three will be able to hear who their car, or tell you who was driving. john
fact his business is good or bad do not care, he just likes the sound of machinery and good to play with them. When night fell, after he packed pavement, and then returned to his own workshop, where a motorcycle manufactured by john himself, saying that manufacturing might as well say that his system after the upgrade the mechanical repair master products ......< br> One day, early morning hours just to disperse the fog, john shop had just opened, they saw a red BMW sports car with the coming of his shop, which clearly not the people in the vicinity, which is run up to the statue of the light fills, john thinking. Then slowly this BMW parked in front of the john, sections of the walk down from the car, a shapely blonde woman face Jiao good .....< br> , man, please help me find my car please? it wanted to strike early today as and access to the street to the cafe opposite.
john if they had never so careful examination of a car, perhaps no car can usually repair the reason he put the inexplicable, from the engine to the clutch from the rear windshield did not neglect the internal speakers, but at last he concluded that a conclusion!
john with a look at a loss to meet beautiful women came to him smiling. When she was close to the john, I suddenly looked around the next, and then leaned over whispered in the ear of john said .
john has stunned this time, he seems to have no idea what this is, this person is, but there is a ray of inexplicable feeling is sympathy? He did not know, just know that she needed him, He was not responding.
seems very nervous this time like beauty, immediately call your fire easily written material in the box, quickly handed over to the john, and then hurried away. john at the red BMW disappeared in the road's end, he took the fire wood Wood's case, the hearts of not the slightest idea.
one morning two days later, and is accompanied by the town's unique mountain fog coming to the john in the shop to a black Mercedes-Benz, is down from the car a fat head and big ears, man cigar in his mouth, his potbellied came to the john.
do not know how to answer.
do not need a man like john answers directly went to the john in the back yard, just stood there, it sets motorcycle.
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john still did not find out the mind.
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Sir, you really scared me
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her everywhere, I mean you do not see her again after all the best, understand? a pile of dust ......< br> john, looked around the check, looked at the pocket of the fire wood box, he made at that time decided that the most glorious life ....< br>
time flies, an instant after a number of years, the town or that town, town cars increased to 68 in addition to vehicles, there is no any change in the hero's statue still sometimes glow in the night, the inhabitants still live their lives.
However, there is always a lot of people passing through here, or they will be light but also for the glimpse of statues from, of course, some of them will be driving a car. Town garage just have that one child, whenever someone to clean the car or the inflatable when it will always keep a 60-year-old bearded old Landrace with them to such a story: I was 40 years ago , who pull off the temptation of five thousand dollars of that station with my own motorcycle with a blonde beauty taking advantage of moonlight to the seashore, I have a romantic fantasy, and a similar myth of beauty, but when we stopped at a beach front apartment, she got out, flew directly to a fat head and big ears, a fat cigar arms, they began to warm kiss.
the beauty of fat, said: But I saw the beauty of my little darling Oh,
In fact, here I want to say is, friends remember ; ; ----- ---- J
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