Guess I'm higher on the food chain than Ricers...
 

Tonight I got a late start with my automotive plans, so by the time me and the AMX made the Somerville cruise it was basically dead. So, I figured I'd just got for a ride down Rt. 22. I hit my usual gas up spot in Greenbrook, then hit the 7-11 in N Plainfield, then said "what the hey..." I'll see if anything is going on at the Funkin' Gonuts in Springfield. I've seen some decent iron show up there in the past, and if not it is always fun to stare down the ricers. I pulled in, and my exhaust immediately made a couple of alarms go off. :D Of course all the ricers just stared over at the AMX and talked amongst themselves, but a dude in a nice Supra rolled by and gave me props. He even knew what the AMX was, so I gave him double props. After standing around for a couple of minutes I went inside, and hit the bathroom and got me a Gatorade. I went back outside, and sat down on the curb next to the car. I could swore I heard a police p/a system, but when I stood up and looked around all I saw was one cop car across the parking lot, and it looked like the cop was inside the DD. So, I shrugged it off. I finished up the Gatorade, then walked over to a garbage can so I could throw the bottle away. Wellllll, then all hell broke lose! At least 3 cop cars came zooming into the lot, and next thing ya know it looks like a dayum swat team swarming around! One cop announced for everybody to get their paperwork out...so I walked back to the car and dug out my paperwork. I thought this display was a little extreme, 'cause nobody was raising hell. Chit, everybody I saw was just standing around drinking coffee and b.s. ing. But wha ever...I stood there and waited for my turn to be checked out. A cop came over to me and said "This is your lucky night!" I said "Oh yeah? How do you figure?" He replied "Since you are driving an American musclecar, I'm gonna let you off the hook if you leave right now!" I laughed and said "I'm yesterday's news Sir! Have a nice night!" I hopped in the AMX, and once again I set off a bunch of alarms when I fired it up. I pulled out real slow, and decided to go around the building instead of trying to manouver around the cop cars. I hit 22 nice and easy, and got the hell outa Dodge. Geez, whatta night!

Good ****, good ****... they should make ricer busts a law :lol:

:lol: :lol: :lol:

Seriously...I can't believe that the "classic" ricerazzclowns are still around. I woulda thought by now that the fartpipe/unpainted and cracked aerokit/thump-thump basschit/neon crappola ricers woulda been laffed outa existance by now! But it looks like there is a whole new breed of fools needing to be exterminated!!!! :roll:

I actually was with 2 friends at bergenfield wendys when some big fat guy in a civic that was like runing on the ground pulled up in front of a group of people (assumed they were alright, there was a mustang and a couple trucks) and like floored it, fart pipe sounding off bigtime. I laughed as loud as I could... the guy then left the parking lto and scraped his exhaust ont he way out, which made me sorta chuckle too just cuz hes a ricer and all.

Well then I get these 7 stereotypical jocks comin up to me, "why you laughin at my boy?" expecting me to back down... I go "his exhaust sounds horrible, of course I'm gonna laugh at that. He can do what he wants but its not my taste... sounds crappy" then they were all talking amongst themselves trying to be tough, one said "i bet he's take your car" to which I said fine, let's line up... which they ignored. the civic rolls back in the lot... I am short as all hell, and the roof of this civic was about at my stomach. I looked in and the driver musta been at least 300-350 lbs, and had a full load of passengers, I was gonna ask if it was lowered or just overloaded :lol: They go to him "Just lookin out for ya, glen" or something like that and try to act tough to me, saying "oh not laughing now huh" I said "its quiet right now... I wanna hear that mustang over there tho, looks nice, that's more like my taste, whos is it?" One of them goes "It's mine... thanks, I love it too" (I was thinking, I said I liked it not loved it lol), then the covic drove away and scraped his exhaust again, and they all wlked away from me.

Cliff notes: Kasey laughs at ricer, his "posse" of 7-8 comes up acting all tough to me talking ****, I thorw it back in their faces, they leave

i've been in similar situations as UB. the cops actually want to talk with people who own american muscle. that is, once they've run the ricers off.

i was at the dunkin donuts in springfield for a bit, then we got kicked out and i was down at the other shopping plaza in union.. there where just tons of rice out. me and my friends where looking for some races with there cars. but no one wanted to step up to the plate

did you need a ladder to "throw it back in their faces"???

That's a good story. For some reason I picture the big, fat, Civic driver to be "comic book guy" from the Simpsons. :lol:


"Please pay particular attention to my ultra large fartpipe, and the fact that I scrape bottom even driving on flat surfaces!"

http://us.ent4.yimg.com/tv.yahoo.com..._comicbook.jpg

stepstool

ive scraped my cutout a few times...on speedbumps at my friends college in PA :lol:

if i end up lowering the car, i wont be able to get into the parking lot there anymore

Yea UB just imagine that guy.. .as a rapper type...

Oh SNAP! Now I'm seeing ALI G!
But ALI G. is cool....... :lol:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v1...ling_bling.jpg

hahahha

now add 200-250 lbs...

lmao