Like sleeping with a fat chick
09-10-2004, 11:13 PM
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Like sleeping with a fat chick I came up a red light with cars stacked up on the right
lane and an empty left. So I grabbed it. Next to me was
black third-gen Z28.
Light goes green, I push out at light throttle. I hear
squealing tires and see the Z28's nose moving ahead.
This will not do. Though I disapprove of street racing,
just like I disapprove of unprotected sex, sometimes
you just can't fight the feeling. I gave it somewhere
between half and 3/4 throttle and he was far enough
back that I could see he was missing one headlight in
the rear view mirror by the time I hit 55. I love these
GS-D3s, I left him spinning. Coasted back down to 5
over and kept motoring on. He went by me later in
traffic and I saw it was a tuned port injection 5.7.
Two pea-shooters out the left, apparently stock.
I feel so dirty, even though it was fun for a little bit.
Like a fat chick you pick up while in a drunken haze,
vaguely remember doing the **** star on, and pray
you didn't give her your number or your real name.
lane and an empty left. So I grabbed it. Next to me was
black third-gen Z28.
Light goes green, I push out at light throttle. I hear
squealing tires and see the Z28's nose moving ahead.
This will not do. Though I disapprove of street racing,
just like I disapprove of unprotected sex, sometimes
you just can't fight the feeling. I gave it somewhere
between half and 3/4 throttle and he was far enough
back that I could see he was missing one headlight in
the rear view mirror by the time I hit 55. I love these
GS-D3s, I left him spinning. Coasted back down to 5
over and kept motoring on. He went by me later in
traffic and I saw it was a tuned port injection 5.7.
Two pea-shooters out the left, apparently stock.
I feel so dirty, even though it was fun for a little bit.
Like a fat chick you pick up while in a drunken haze,
vaguely remember doing the **** star on, and pray
you didn't give her your number or your real name.
, or fat chicks on mopeds 
09-13-2004, 06:43 AM
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Originally Posted by jimmyblue
Like a fat chick you pick up while in a drunken haze,
vaguely remember doing the **** star on, and pray
you didn't give her your number or your real name.
vaguely remember doing the **** star on, and pray
you didn't give her your number or your real name.
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09-13-2004, 05:30 PM
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Originally Posted by 1genCamaro
"Hi my name is Jake"
"yo daniel you want a beer?"
"hey you said your name was jake"
"gotta go now"
"yo daniel you want a beer?"
"hey you said your name was jake"
"gotta go now"
I swear that conversation happened to the T with our fake names!Oh, did I mention that I am from Boise State, too. HAHAHHAHAHAHA.
True story.
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Originally Posted by The Darkside
hahah, that is the best metaphor of a race ever.....
and where is justin... mention fat chicks, and justin is all over that
and where is justin... mention fat chicks, and justin is all over that
Like a fat chick looking for cake
Nice kill Jimmy!
