Your Most Humiliating Carl
 

Carl Spackler?

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I don't have a pic of him but it would be My idiot father's brother, Carl Siegel.

HA!

My (my parent's actually, I just drove it a lot) 1973 Impala was called Carl...because my dad bought it off his Uncle Carl. After Uncle Carl passed, we had to be very careful at family gatherings not to say things like "Man, Carl isn't doing too well. Carl needs a jump start. Everytime I accelerate Carl dies on me."

:lol:

I once knew a very unsuccessful drug dealer and part time burglar called Carl.

Hot Carl.

There was this guy in high school that I had a crush on. As is typical of crushes in high school, he wanted nothing to do with me. Given my personal magnificence, I suspect he was gay.

Yeah. Back in the day. I let a girl wear my Barracuda (the navy blue, of course), while I froze my ass off at school. Saw her leaving that afternoon with some schmeezz... he was wearing my 'cuda. Good thing it wasn't my older brother and his London Fog.

Sorry. Got nostalgic.

"Reckon you was a-wantin to know what I'm a-doing in here."
(voice of Karl)

Abuse MY Barracuda. Kick you in the seat of them corduroys with my desert boots.

A little Karl Marx anyone? *shudder*

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Padma Lakshmi eating a Carl's Jr cheeseburger. Not humiliating. Sorry.

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