vvvviper
Enthusiast
\"Dated\"...............face
True story:
Met a guy at the gas station last night who said he thought the body style of the Viper (Gen 2 car ...and gen 1 car for that matter) was "dated." He used that exact word..."dated." I explained to this ***** that although he was entitled to an opinion...his opinion wasn't appreciated, and I went in and paid for my gas.
Viper gods must have been looking down .........because that exact same minute 3 cuties pull into the gas station in a black Honda. They all jump out of the car rearranging short skirts and tank tops. Two of em go right up to my car (have to admit sapphire blue looks awesome at night under white light) The other one literally bumps right into me at the doorway. Some very friendly exchanges take place about how beautiful the Viper is and how they want to go for a ride......all right in front of this guy who was giving me grief the minute before.
As I jump into my car, I look over at the guy standing next to his 2000 Vette shrugging his shoulders. As the driver of the Honda pulls away she blows me a kiss. The other 2 are leaning out the window and delivering cackling whistles.
Felt pretty good.
True story:
Met a guy at the gas station last night who said he thought the body style of the Viper (Gen 2 car ...and gen 1 car for that matter) was "dated." He used that exact word..."dated." I explained to this ***** that although he was entitled to an opinion...his opinion wasn't appreciated, and I went in and paid for my gas.
Viper gods must have been looking down .........because that exact same minute 3 cuties pull into the gas station in a black Honda. They all jump out of the car rearranging short skirts and tank tops. Two of em go right up to my car (have to admit sapphire blue looks awesome at night under white light) The other one literally bumps right into me at the doorway. Some very friendly exchanges take place about how beautiful the Viper is and how they want to go for a ride......all right in front of this guy who was giving me grief the minute before.
As I jump into my car, I look over at the guy standing next to his 2000 Vette shrugging his shoulders. As the driver of the Honda pulls away she blows me a kiss. The other 2 are leaning out the window and delivering cackling whistles.
Felt pretty good.