UncleFista
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| posted on 19/1/10 at 07:09 PM |
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For sale (eBay auction) SAAB GM 900 2.3, 99p start no reserve.
99p start, no reserve, the only way for "real men" to sell their cars 
Fingers crossed it goes for more than the listing fee anyway 
LINK
[Edited on 19/1/10 by UncleFista]
Tony Bond / UncleFista
Love is like a snowmobile, speeding across the frozen tundra.
Which suddenly flips, pinning you underneath.
At night the ice-weasels come...
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Humbug
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| posted on 19/1/10 at 07:12 PM |
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Lol I thought it was an ad for Saab GM itself, except the starting price is too high
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big_wasa
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| posted on 19/1/10 at 07:20 PM |
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you really should put 2.3 in the title 
[Edited on 19/1/10 by big_wasa]
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UncleFista
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| posted on 19/1/10 at 07:40 PM |
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Done, cheers Wasa
http://tinyurl.com/buymysaab
[Edited on 19/1/10 by UncleFista]
Tony Bond / UncleFista
Love is like a snowmobile, speeding across the frozen tundra.
Which suddenly flips, pinning you underneath.
At night the ice-weasels come...
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marcjagman
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| posted on 19/1/10 at 10:07 PM |
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Put a bid on it for you
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UncleFista
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| posted on 20/1/10 at 01:44 AM |
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Marc, sorry I cancelled your bid so I could update the listing.
It didn't work anyway 
Could've been worse, I could've waited a week and cancelled every bid except yours
Feel free to bid again though
Tony Bond / UncleFista
Love is like a snowmobile, speeding across the frozen tundra.
Which suddenly flips, pinning you underneath.
At night the ice-weasels come...
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55ant
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| posted on 20/1/10 at 06:02 AM |
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i put a bid on! but if i win with that bid i suspect you may have 'sold it elsewhere'!!!
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UncleFista
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| posted on 22/1/10 at 02:31 AM |
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quote:
Originally posted by 55ant
i put a bid on! but if i win with that bid i suspect you may have 'sold it elsewhere'!!!
Nope, it goes for whatever it finishes on when the auction ends, it's not for sale elsewhere else or any of the other countless "opt
outs" littering eBay
Tony Bond / UncleFista
Love is like a snowmobile, speeding across the frozen tundra.
Which suddenly flips, pinning you underneath.
At night the ice-weasels come...
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