stupid ricers

[7up]

Talkin sh** when your drunk is so much fun, especially to ricers. A couple weeks I was at my neighbors house and this guy can't shut up about his Prelude. He had a 97 or something and he's gonna get a cold air intake for it. Of course he doesn't actually have it yet. He's talking about how can smoke anything once he gets his cold air like its gonna add 60 hp. I told him about my car and he just ignored me and wouldn't talk to me. Then he was telling someone how he never bought stuff off the internet, because he bought Z3 fenders for his Prelude and the air vents weren't functional like on real Z3's. Then his friend says hes going to buy a stock 94 Saturn and it will be able to beat a new v-6 Mustang. I almost died laughing, the guy wouldn't believe me when calmly told him no way in hell. I wish I would have had some of my friends there or atleast some smart people to back me up, but I did my best solo.

Also a store has opened up here in Greeley called PhatnLow. It's a ricers dream shop. They always have a civic hatchback parked out front with Nitrous Systems painted all over it. I guess thery actually do install turbos and superchargers, but the only cars I see in there parking lot have fart cans and stickers. One dumbass told me they have never built a car there that ran less than 10's, then he told me his friends 5.0 ran 12's with underdrive pulleys. Stupid ricers.