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So I test drove some cars.
A good buddy of mine called me up last night to ask me to come test drive cars because he is bored. I told him I was probably to high to test drive cars, but he said it would be more fun. I thought to myself "fuck it!"
So I got to the dealership and I had to pretend to be a customer, and my buddy would be pretending to try and make a sale. I had smoked 2 blunts crossing the bayway, so I was about at a 9.9 of 10 on the fuckedup-o-meter. The first car I saw was a 2008 jet black corvette. I said I wanted to test drive that one.
Now I would just like to say that I know I ran my mouth about the muscle cars being ghey and all that shit, but I guess it isn't until you actually get to floor the accelerator, and go from 0 to 60 in like 4 seconds. The adrenaline had me so pumped, that I thought I my head was going to explode.
Since I was pretending to be a customer, I had to have my credit run to see if I would be allowed financing. My credit is off the chain for someone my age. I got financing at 5% apr. Not bad. Now the part of me that allowed me to have nice credit to buy things is also the same thing that won't let me buy the car. Its a catch 22 really.
As soon as I get started in my career I am going to bu ya street bike. I keep having these dreams where I own one and I am just driving around mobile in my dreams but I am so happy in the dream. Then I wake up, and I realize that I don't actually own a street bike, so I'm all
. But the dream made me smile so I guess its bittersweat.
Oh yeah, I was talking about cars. I test drove a bunch of other Mazdas on the lot , but they weren't shit compared to the vet.
A good buddy of mine called me up last night to ask me to come test drive cars because he is bored. I told him I was probably to high to test drive cars, but he said it would be more fun. I thought to myself "fuck it!"
So I got to the dealership and I had to pretend to be a customer, and my buddy would be pretending to try and make a sale. I had smoked 2 blunts crossing the bayway, so I was about at a 9.9 of 10 on the fuckedup-o-meter. The first car I saw was a 2008 jet black corvette. I said I wanted to test drive that one.
Now I would just like to say that I know I ran my mouth about the muscle cars being ghey and all that shit, but I guess it isn't until you actually get to floor the accelerator, and go from 0 to 60 in like 4 seconds. The adrenaline had me so pumped, that I thought I my head was going to explode.
Since I was pretending to be a customer, I had to have my credit run to see if I would be allowed financing. My credit is off the chain for someone my age. I got financing at 5% apr. Not bad. Now the part of me that allowed me to have nice credit to buy things is also the same thing that won't let me buy the car. Its a catch 22 really.
As soon as I get started in my career I am going to bu ya street bike. I keep having these dreams where I own one and I am just driving around mobile in my dreams but I am so happy in the dream. Then I wake up, and I realize that I don't actually own a street bike, so I'm all

Oh yeah, I was talking about cars. I test drove a bunch of other Mazdas on the lot , but they weren't shit compared to the vet.
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