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I don't allow Milkshakes in the Cutlass, and it's a .45... I can't afford a .44 mag =)
We have ricers and crotch rocket junkies that fool around behind the Shopko parking lot where i work late at night...when my car is done, I'm gonna throw a junk pair of tires on, take the Cutlass to work some night when me and my Shopko buddies all close, we're gonna pile into it in our uniforms, swing around back, and i'm just gonna absolutely melt those tires off back there and smoke them all out, since the cops refuse to do anything about them....I've seen them do burnouts with bleach, ought to be hilarious.
"Dude, isn't that like some Grandpa car? yeah dude...he cheated or something, that thing's supposed to be slow!"
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1987 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme 455 Big Block Project - "The Brewsmobile"
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