Originally Posted by RADS350z

Very Suprising to find out that you placed in for 1st place hottest mild nissan class...because as i recalled, if your car is as complete as yours which includes: turbo, I.C.E, wide body kit, BBK, Interior & exterior, rims, etc., you would automatically be placed in Nissan Wild class! NOT NISSAN MILD...how unfair it was for you to compete against the mild canidates...i just hate it so much how your taking so much credit for placing 1st place in the MILD class...next time you should try competing against your own class/division instead of forcing or trying to find someone in the inside ("The Judges") to place you in the Mild class for you...soooo pathetic...stop taking so much credit for placing in the mild class because even you know that you didnt deserve it!!

Originally Posted by doug

stop gripping my ***** and do what you got to do..

Originally Posted by keioffice350z

Well, to answer that question:


http://www.nationalcustomcarassociat...07_12_01.shtml

it's true. he won mild.

Originally Posted by RADS350z

Very Suprising to find out that you placed in for 1st place hottest mild nissan class...because as i recalled, if your car is as complete as yours which includes: turbo, I.C.E, wide body kit, BBK, Interior & exterior, rims, etc., you would automatically be placed in Nissan Wild class! NOT NISSAN MILD...how unfair it was for you to compete against the mild canidates...i just hate it so much how your taking so much credit for placing 1st place in the MILD class...next time you should try competing against your own class/division instead of forcing or trying to find someone in the inside ("The Judges") to place you in the Mild class for you...soooo pathetic...stop taking so much credit for placing in the mild class because even you know that you didnt deserve it!!

Originally Posted by keioffice350z

Well, to answer that question:


http://www.nationalcustomcarassociat...07_12_01.shtml

it's true. he won mild.

Originally Posted by globalpwnage

This is a story about a boy, a boy who may have been a girl at an early age based on recently released secret documents and photos. It began like this.



Young baby Joe did not know what awaited him/her. Due to a lack of parenting on one fateful night, baby Joe consumed what can only be described as copious amounts of alcohol.



This could only lead to trouble. Throughout his childhood, baby Joe underwent multiple identity crises which led to things such as a flamboyant haircut.



Joe never got much attention. Always being talked about and ridiculed by his older brother...Big Joe.



The only friends baby Joe had whilst growing into what would hopefully become a mature adult were the animals of the strip. Froggy,



Storky,



and Sluggle.



Longing to be a part of normal society, Joe would often give in to the demands of others. In other words...he be a b**ch yo. Things all took a turn for the worst when three women dared him to do something which would only end in disaster and misery. LIE ON A MESSAGE BOARD.



"Go on." "Do it," they said. "Tell them you own all these cars." "Tell them you're a millionaire." "No wait, tell them you're a $450,000 a year...naire...and that you get your taxes done at H&R Block." "Tell them that you own vehicles which don't belong to you." "It'll make us so wet we'll make out with one another for you."

And thus, it began. "This is my ride," he said. "I live my life...vicariously through the rides of others a quarter mile at a time."

"Yeh. She got a turbo. She got widebody. Ye dis mah ride yo. Whoop whoop."









"It's all about carbon fiber baby. I live in a carbon fiber house. S**t in a carbon fiber toilet!!"



"And NOS. It's all about NOS!!"



"I f**king drink NOS!!"



"And sounds. You gotta pound dat shiet."



"Oh, and cheap wheels...with no spacers...that are too narrow to begin with."



"That was sooooo hot baby." "Yah, here's what we'll do for you." "We'll pose with you in a few pictures to set the mood."





"But we want more. MOOORE." "Do the R34 baby." Already being the "playa playa" that he was, Joe couldn't resist and he had to take it to the limit. After all, he did live his life a quarter mile at a time.













"Oh yes baby. You tricked 'em." "This is just for you honey."





"Hey wait a minute. That's not your car. WTF is going on here?!?! WTF?" "Hey, yeah." All of sudden things took a turn for the worst. Joe forgot about rule numero uno on an automotive forum...some of the members actually know WTF they're talking about and whose car belongs to who. "Uh oh," said Joe. Time to backpedal, but how to go about doing it?

"Oh, my car was still silver when it was being built." BUSTED.







"WTF," thought the members of my350Z. The guy had been bulls**ting the whole time? I mean how could such a believable story (one that has a 23 year old owning a Modena, Gemballa, Hayabusa and soon to be R35 and S7) be a lie? Joe tried his darndest. "I gots the scrilla," he proclaimed.



"See?"

But it was too late. The damage had been done. The members of My350Z gathered and one spoke out..."YOUR SOUL IS MINE."



And quicker than it began, it was all over.



"Fatality."

Moral of the story...BSing on a message board may be hazardous to your health...and your pride.





*The last two pictures were of Shang Tsung from Mortal Kombat, but it looks like hot linking is disabled. Oh well, use your imagination."