Grimm, Turkey and I are cruisin' the streets of our lovely T.O. last evening when we come across a Honda Civic with three wanna-be Ginos, a dragon decal on the side and fancy ass tail lights. Well, fancy ass until you take a closer inspection.
The brake lights on the Civic were covered with red duct tape. I pointed this out to Grimm and the Turkey but I couldn't let it rest there. I mean c'mon, its red duct tape on the back of a Civic. Those guys weren't gonna get any tail with shit like that, so I had to let them know.
I shout out the window, "nice duct tape" which gets a reaction. The guy in the back seat turns to look at me. Still not satisfied, I went in for the kill. As we pull up beside them (with our AC blasting) I roll down the window, look at the guys in the car and snarkily ask, red duct tape? We had a laugh at their expense and their only mechanism for defence was the shifty eye.
Seriously, if you're gonna make any attempt at being an A+ Certified Gino, you can't take your lessons on hue saturation from Red Green.
The brake lights on the Civic were covered with red duct tape. I pointed this out to Grimm and the Turkey but I couldn't let it rest there. I mean c'mon, its red duct tape on the back of a Civic. Those guys weren't gonna get any tail with shit like that, so I had to let them know.
I shout out the window, "nice duct tape" which gets a reaction. The guy in the back seat turns to look at me. Still not satisfied, I went in for the kill. As we pull up beside them (with our AC blasting) I roll down the window, look at the guys in the car and snarkily ask, red duct tape? We had a laugh at their expense and their only mechanism for defence was the shifty eye.
Seriously, if you're gonna make any attempt at being an A+ Certified Gino, you can't take your lessons on hue saturation from Red Green.