Had a rather funny incident Saturday night outside the Wal-Mart.

I was walking back to my car, after purchasing life's little necessities, when I noticed 2 inbred types with their baby machines getting a bit too closeto my ride. I don't mind people looking, even inside, but these folks were.... how you say....scummy looking. So 15 feet from the car, I popped the hatch cause thats what I do and don't hurt to let the car speak for me(step away from the Z!)

As I was loading the bags they rolled the window down on their Piece o' Sheite lumina and yelled "Buying a sportscar don't make you cool, ya old fart." then they drove off without even so much as a second to rebut their statement.

1. I am only 36. I guess to a punk ***, that is old. They should live this long.

2. Thank you, Mr. stupid ***, for completely verifying every reason I bought this car. Yes, I think it's pretty cool too. I'm da man for putting out the bux to buy it!

As modern performance cars go, this is not a very expensive one. I just wonder what these idiots do when they come across a person in a Boxter or an XK-8?

 

They say, "WHAT DA HELL IS THAT"???

 

 

don't be so angry, what they did is just prove that they have no life and do not apprciate other people's things~
you should be happy because you've just seen society/ human classification~

 

"That one of them new-fangled flying cars from the city I done heard about? Dang!"

 

You know, when I go to wal-mart or anywhere of the likes I park under a light as far away as possible. I figure the light will keep people honest and the distance will keep the people away. The majority of the time it is there looking pretty as I return BUT sometimes there is Bubba's POS vehicle with different color body parts parked right next to me, over the white line even.


This PISSES me off big-time. Out of all the empty spaces closer to the store this jackass parks next to me. Back in November I parked out in BFE where I normally do and there was a black 911 CS4 out there as well and I gave him the courtesy one spot between us. As I was leaving and walking back to my car I notice to my right that there was a guy with me. We both saw our cars at the same time split by a old green Park Ave. I herd "Oh God Damnit" I knew at that moment he drove the 911. I looked at him and said can you believe this? He said he already had two dings removed and he said they both happened this way. We both looked over our cars and started to leave. Then homeboy Eminem wanna be jogs past all the other cars and the 911 cruises up to him and has words. I dont know what was said but homeboy was not as happy as he walked the rest of the way.

 

I always park right next to the nice car in that situation. I figure the other driver will realize that I want what he wants (no dings) since I'm way the hell out in Bum F#@K Egypt, and it usually prevents this dumb *** syndrome from occuring. I have this parking thing down to an artform, first with my 93 TT and now with the 03 Z.

 

Now if we can just get our wives to understand this!!!

 

Tell them it is a guy thing they'll never get, but should just accept. You know, kinda like they like those decorative towels in the bathroom you get shot if you even think of using?