Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Pimp my horseless carriage
If you do not want the car in this craigslist ad, you should have been aborted in the 4th trimester, playa. This is what KITT would have looked like circa '72.
Or better yet, help this guy find the lady of his dreams.
Or better yet, help this guy find the lady of his dreams.
Want.
The subwoofer in the trunk actually propels the car forward when you play Pantera.
I swear I saw that hog rolling through my hood this summer.
It was one of those instances where I stopped...thought about it for a second and then just kept on with my business realizing that after all, I DO live in south Minneapolis.
SOUTH SIDE REPRESENT! *making weird obnoxious, and awkwardly "white" gang symbols with my hands.*
Max, that car wouldn't be able to handle your turtleneck.
Ang, is "turtleneck" code for "cock"? Is there something you two need to tell me?
No, I actually mean his turtleneck.
And, by that, she means my cock.
Jenni, I probably would have thrown him a pink power stink finger and a corrupted attachment. REPRESENT!
Max, I've said it before, and I'll say it again -- you son of a bitch.
You shittin me! Thats a fuckin pussymobile. I drive a big ole god damn truck son. That what real man drive god dam fucker sombtich.