What an idiot. I guess he didn't hear the whining noise and the air
suction, Bernd.
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Steven St.Laurent
System Engineer (IOW/IOS-NT)
PSD, MCTSSA
MARCORSYSCOM, USMC
(Work) 760-725-2506 (DSN: 365)
(Work) mailto:stlaurents@mctssa.usmc.mil
(Home) mailto:saint1958@home.com
"In fact, my work has already proven
itself to be correct. People such
as you just haven't gotten it yet.
(unknown author)
-----Original Message-----
From: bernd@texas.net [mailto:bernd@texas.net]
Sent: Tuesday, May 15, 2001 6:08 AM
To: dakota-truck@buffnet.net
Cc: viper1997@earthlink.net
Subject: DML: Just wasted two "Rice Boys"..hehehehe
Ok...this just made my day.
Here I am minding my own business when these two "Rice Toys" pull up on each
side of me at the light. Since it just turned red, I'm just kickin' back
minding my own business, drinking my Grande Iced Mocha and listening to
"Primal
Scream - Motley Crue" (rather loud) and those little buzz-boms start revving
their engines. These are the ones with the plethora of stickers, big steel
wing on one and the other with some stupid looking McDonalds style wing,
grills
where they should be on the hood, and 5000" exhaust tips.
One yells at me "ya think it's fast?"...I responded "compared to those
pepsi-
can pistons ya got...yeah". (hehehehehe)
I hold her at 1200rpm with the clutch right before the grab point and
rock/lurch the truck a bit (back and forth). (Learned that one from the
best -
Gene Rivers.) Those two morons decide to hold their engines at, what
sounded
like, 3000-4000rpm and the light turns green.
OH YEAH BABY!! Dodge Rules again!! Hooked right up, no slippage, and
easily
beat them across the intersection, kept going, and hit the brakes at 50
(matter
of seconds). We got up to the next light and I just looked at the guy who
yelled at me, smiled at him and asked him if he wanted to try that
again...he
just held his head down and shook a "no" motion with it.
Heheheheh....guess that overgrown shopping cart handle (wing) on the rear of
the car didn't help him one bit...let alone the folgers can exhaust and vast
assortment of stickers. (His buddy must have let off after I cleaned his
clock
across the intersection...he was spinning his tires too much..hehehehe.)
So...back to work with two kills in one under my belt. (God I love my
Dodge!)
- Bernd
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