I have, unintentionally.
Decided to take the family to the beach condo for what I thought would be a nice weekend away from home and all of a sudden we end up in the middle of a bizarre subculture of rednecks, Asians, brothas, and cholos way too interested in bringing unnecessary attention to themselves.
Someone must have actually scraped the coast to find what appears to be the least promising proles around to line Beach Boulevard to watch their fellow retards drive by. Apparently, it's quite some feat to remain stopped at a stoplight and burn rubber for about 20 seconds, although I probably shouldn't try that with my Honda Odyssey. And you can never spend too much money on rims no matter what Dave Ramsey says.
If you own a truck and you're interested in knocking up a trashy tatted up chick you'll likely never marry, just drop that Nissan as low as possible and drive at a modest speed.Of course, a livin' loud sound system is required. Two kicker subs and she might let you in the back door on the second date.
Thomas Jefferson, the American Revolution, the Constitution, transcontinental railroads, Hoover Dam, the Manhattan Project, NASA, victory in the Cold War, and now we have cars that bounce. We are doomed.
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