Ricer poem
#1
Ricer poem
haha im sure youve all seen this before but i thought it was kinda funny.
Ricer poem
Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 and no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this damn Mustang, even with its big blower,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Mustang erupts in clouds of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when the mustang gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping kart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keeping the four-banger straining,
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying now a thing of the past,
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver back off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all," he says in fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing,"
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow…it will be a better night.
Ricer poem
Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 and no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this damn Mustang, even with its big blower,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Mustang erupts in clouds of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when the mustang gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping kart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keeping the four-banger straining,
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying now a thing of the past,
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver back off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all," he says in fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing,"
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow…it will be a better night.
#11
nice poem lol.
notice how too many people dont comment on this?
cuz half the people here are ricers.
i find that pretty funny too.
notice how too many people dont comment on this?
cuz half the people here are ricers.
i find that pretty funny too.
#12
I agree that a lot of people on the forum have great taste.
But i thnk that more than half the people here are considered ricers;
altezza tails, big wings, fartcan exhausts, always revving to infinity and beyond for no reason, crazy mindset that civics are greater than the word, etc...
but for the most part.
But i thnk that more than half the people here are considered ricers;
altezza tails, big wings, fartcan exhausts, always revving to infinity and beyond for no reason, crazy mindset that civics are greater than the word, etc...
but for the most part.
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