08-10-2007, 08:56 PM
Oh man. You thought you were big shit, didn't you? You with your loud rap music and your red Accord coupe. Borrowing your girlfriend's car for the evening perhaps?
Well, maybe you didn't notice, but the station wagon with a 3 and a 5 year old in the back seats had you from the start. Your nose didn't pass my rear doors until I decided that I really didn't need to be pulled over with my nephews in the car, and I certainly wasn't going to race you to 100 into traffic past Taco Bell. I bet it felt real good to "beat me" after I let off, flying past like a ricer rocketship towards the rear end of a Blazer. WHOOPS. I guess you'd spent so much time looking at me in front of you that you'd forgotten I wasn't there. Time for the brakes? Oh no, not you. Long after I'd turned into the other lane to get on the interstate, you were showing everyone how cool you were by weaving in and out of traffic, yeah, you really showed me, man. I'll never challenge an H badge again, not after that ass whuping YOU delivered. I guess a turbocharger is no match for VTAK!!!11 after all.
Good luck with that Wal-Mart stocking job.
Well, maybe you didn't notice, but the station wagon with a 3 and a 5 year old in the back seats had you from the start. Your nose didn't pass my rear doors until I decided that I really didn't need to be pulled over with my nephews in the car, and I certainly wasn't going to race you to 100 into traffic past Taco Bell. I bet it felt real good to "beat me" after I let off, flying past like a ricer rocketship towards the rear end of a Blazer. WHOOPS. I guess you'd spent so much time looking at me in front of you that you'd forgotten I wasn't there. Time for the brakes? Oh no, not you. Long after I'd turned into the other lane to get on the interstate, you were showing everyone how cool you were by weaving in and out of traffic, yeah, you really showed me, man. I'll never challenge an H badge again, not after that ass whuping YOU delivered. I guess a turbocharger is no match for VTAK!!!11 after all.
Good luck with that Wal-Mart stocking job.
1987 Oldsmobile Cutlass 442