Your Questions About Roof Racks For Cars

Best way to transport a surfboard with a Toyota celica?

I’m looking to buy a car and I love toyota celicas but I’m worried that I wont be able to take my surfboard with me if I get one. Do you know if the back seats fold down or if the board could slide in that way? My board is 6′ 10″ Oh and I’m pretty sure it’s not possible to put it on the roof. It’s a 2 door and I’ve seen no rack systems for the celica online anywhere.
please no stupid comments like… break it in half.

Can you transport a surfboard with a toyota celica?

I’m looking to buy a car and I love toyota celicas but I’m worried that I wont be able to take my surfboard with me if I get one. Do you know if the back seats fold down or if the board could slide in that way? My board is 6′ 10″ Oh and I’m pretty sure it’s not possible to put it on the roof. It’s a 2 door and I’ve seen no rack systems for the celica online anywhere.

how much would a 1998 blazer sell for during tax time in pretty good condition?

it is a 1998 dark green 4 door blazer and fully decked out with loads of features for instance it has the temperature gauage and compass on the roof and the roof console also twilight lights and and lighted mirros and power windows and factory tent also power mirros also it has the loaded guages and the original jack and accessorys and a pull over cover for the back and a top rack and spot for a ball a ton of new parts especially a 300 dollar fule pump and new master cylinder and brake pads and emergency brake shoes and new heater core the interior is nice just like a used car would be it is used so it does have a few small problems but they can be fixed easily what could i get for it
thanks

Have any of you been to New Orleans and seen the lawlessness and waste of taxpayer money there after Katrina?

I went to New Orleans recently to attend a Tea Party Meeting.
And what I saw was shocking.

I drove through one of the neighborhoods to see how my tax paper money was being used.

I saw and old lady who had made a barbeque grill out of a 50 gallon drum and was cooking ribs and gumbo and selling them in front of her Free FEMA trailer

I stopped, realizing that this was an illegal operation. To get evidence, I bought a rack of ribs and wolfed them down then had a bowl of gumbo.

There was a group of guys playing blues music in the yard and they had a tip jar set out. Another violation. They were drinking Colt 45 Malt liquor in public, another violation.

I started to call the cops but decided to pull my old Martin D35 guitar out of the car to infiltrate the lawbreakers. One of them offered me a malt liquor but I paid him for it to see if they were also running an illegal bar. They showed me some Howling Wolf guitar licks and then one of them who was wearing an Obama shirt offered me a marijuana cigarette and told me that if I liked it he had some to sell. I had to smoke it to fit in and get more evidence but I did not inhale. To get more evidence I bought some from him.

I got hungry again and bought another bowl of the Untaxed Gumbo and another Illegal Colt 45 Malt Liquor.

I said goodbye to them and went to my car and called the cops. When the cop who looked like James Earl Jones arrived, I told him who I was and what the people were up to. I told him that as a tax paying citizen that I was sick and tired of providing free housing to old ladies without enough repect for our country to even pay income tax on an illegal gumbo stand. It told him that the musicians were not reporting their tips or the income from their illegal beer joint. I told him about the marijuana and showed him the dope the guy sold me and pointed the guy out.

It turned out that the old lady was his grandmother and he said that I had the right to remain silent and that anything I said could and would be used as evidence against me. He handcuffed me and told me that I was under arrest for pocession of a controled substance and public intoxication!

And I know that he was a racist because he told me that if I would get my white asse out of New Orleans Now that he would let me go. He kept the pot. He probably sold it or gave it back to Mr. Obama shirt.

So there you have it. Maybe Bill O’reilly, Rush Limbaugh and Neil Bortz were right and we should have let these people stay on their roof tops after Katrina or live in the Superdome. They were too lazy to hitch hike out of town before the storm and if the Old Bat had been responsible enough to pay flood insurance on her shack we woudn’t have to buy her a FEMA trailer to run her illegal gumbo shop.

wow have i recieved some good ones today is this funny ?

A man and his wife were driving through country on his way from New York to California. Looking at his fuel gauge, he decided to stop at the next gasoline station and fill up. About 15 minutes later, he spots a Mobil station and pulls over to the high octane pump.

“What can I do for y’all?” asks the attendant. “Fill `er up with high test,” replies the driver. While the attendant is filling up the tank, he’s looking the car up and down. “What kinda car is this?” he asks. “I never seen one like it before.” “Well,” responds the driver, his chest swelling up with pride, “this, my boy is a 1999 Cadillac DeVille.”

“What all’s it got in it?” asks the attendant. “Well,” says the driver, “it has everything. It’s loaded with power steering, power seats, power sun roof, power mirrors, AM/FM radio with a 10 deck CD player in the trunk with 100 watts per channel, 8 speaker stereo, rack and pinion steering, disk brakes all around, leather interior, digital instrument package, and best of all, a 8.8 liter V12 engine.”

“Wow,” says the attendant, “that’s really something!” “How much do I owe you for the gasoline?” asks the driver. “That’ll be $30.17,” says the attendant.

The driver pulls out his money clip and peels off a $20 and a $10. He goes into his other pocket and pulls out a handful of change. Mixed up with the change are a few golf tees. “What are those little wooden things?” asks the attendant. “That’s what I put my b*lls on when I drive,” says the driver. “Wow,” says the attendant, “those Cadillac people think of everything!”