Ill post this here since its making a stir on Fagbook.
SILVERADO:
Ive got an LS with a little bit of spray,
I go out for a cruise on a nice summer day.
Sitting at the light I hear an engine rev,
its some douche in a ford wanting a piece of my chev.
As the light turns green he says lets go from a roll,
i think to myself, reminds me of that internet troll.
That white cloud of mist is purged in the air,
and all i hear from the ford, is no fair! No fair!
Oh my bad, did the poor mans horse power give you a scare?
All of the sudden the crawfishing begins,
this supercharged goliath cant run cus he spins.
No matter his excuse he's gotta save face,
his buddy has a mustang and will be down for a race.
His buddy shows up mouth talking like a candle,
he tells me his mustang is more than I can handle.
When we get to the spot he asks what im sprayin,
thats none of your business but i suggest you start prayin.
On the third honk i squeeze on the button,
much to my surprise the kids still comin.
He must of thought that he had this race won,
by the look on his face when i hit the second gun.
I get to the finish and something familar i see,
another douche with a mustang losing to me.
Wrote this little story last night thought it was funny enough to share.
