Last night, my homies Peter, Marc M., Bob and I were kickin' it on 5th St, eating slices of pizza, when we spied coming down the street this big-assed custom pick up truck with custom wing doors and a giant woofer laying down bass and letting everyone know whose ride was the pimpinest. I told my man Bob that he had exactly ninety days to replace his Acura with something as flashy, loud, and ostentatious as that truck, or else I was gonna be somebody else's baby.
Dude was driving this truck with the doors up. Wing doors, also called lambo doors, cost between $2-4000 to have installed on your car. And oh, honey, is that money well-spent or what? Also, the interior of his truck had custom dreamy purple lighting in it, and of course his woofers were woofing some bass that said to everyone trying to get into that club on the corner, "I'm the fly daddy here, bitches."
As for the pizza-eating improv nerds, well, if we try to play cool and make like we weren't impressed, don't believe it.
Posted by Zerd at January 6, 2007 05:58 PM