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Jesda wrote:Unpaid? I'll just make threads on nico kthx
It will be paid of courseJesda wrote:Unpaid? I'll just make threads on nico kthx
Truth. I loved contributing articles to the school paper whenever I felt inspired to write something about the auto industry, state and federal government, or whatever. Then I joined the writing staff full time thinking it would be fun, but deadlines sucked the joy out of it. They also started to ask that I write more about things occurring on campus.MinisterofDOOM wrote:Deadlines suck the fun out of hobbies.
So, you've registered on my forum, which I've been working on for TEN years, to attempt to hire people to write for YOUR upstart site?toovo1985 wrote:Are you a journalist passioned for cars? Want to join us and write for us? Well, this might be your chance![]()
I will use a quill to write a letter of recommendation.naladude911 wrote:im going to submit an application

You have a serious future in romance novels. Sounds kinda like the one Peter Griffin wroteSpeedy7_7 wrote:I do have a passion for cars, here is a sample of my writing style.
"......The Porsche was lying across his bed with the blinds drawn wearing nothing but a towel, hands lazily laced behind his head as he watched the race on a small flickering television screen in the corner. His hood was the size of a South American country. A slanting tongue of lamplight lit up his rear end and I could see the outline of his large exhaust.
After agonizing for, oh, about two-fifths of a second, I straddled him on the bed, pinning his doors beside him with all my body weight. 'Remember what you said about chastity being curable if caught early enough?'
I kissed his hood ravenously, devouring his headlights, fender flares, seats. He broke free with the muscular ease of 600 wheel horsepower, unhooked my bra with composed expertise, found my nipple and flicked his tongue back and forth until it went hard. His car cover fell away. Porsche's erect member was so big I mistook it for some sort of monument in the centre of a town. I almost started directing traffic around it. He rolled me sideways on to my back and, in one flowing motion, my tracksuit and panties were down, lassoing one ankle. His tires edged up my street and then plunged me inside the tightest corners. My legs yielded to the weight of his carbon fiber body and I wrapped them around his hips, tugging him against me with a pang of hunger I hadn't felt for so long
I was pulling him into me with an animal force I didn't know I possessed. I'd been parched for so long, and he was the long, cool, sensual drink I'd craved. I twisted under him, caught in the heat and the slide and the thrill of it. There was nothing but obliterating sensation as we contorted like origami creations for the next hour, until a sweet and inward rapture spread through my thighs, leaving me tranquil, calm – serene at last......."
Thats just a small taste.
If you hire me, I will also have sex with an Aston Martin.
Good question.PEZi720 wrote:or is it?