Post by Gram1117 on Feb 21, 2012 10:41:50 GMT -5
Hello all.....I am Jason...1 of 3 of the O.G. members still standing w/ this amazing family, group, club, ragtag bunch of ppl that I have had the honor of being w/ these past almost 10 years. I have gone through 3 club cars... 92 miata, 03 sentra se-r spec v, and now finally my baby lol..the 07 MUTAAANG GT...Just got her, so she's stock for now, but already ordered her some new shoes, and intake, and a couple other goodies for the wonderfullness we call car show season....cant wait... she has a magnaflow exhaust already, which is nice...sounds good..nice lil rumble to her, nothing crazy tho...I just want to say thanks everyone in this club, everyone of you have made my life better and interesting for having yall around, and most of you have been w/ me through all the good, and bad in my life the past 8 years, and im thankful to be a part of this. 
lol....I cant wait for this show season, we have grown as a club, got some great new cars, and changed some of our already great cars, so this should be an epic year of gloriousness.
"Hey! If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is! Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?" ;D
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this is what it looks like as of Aug 2012
at the beach, wanting to play in the sand:
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lol....I cant wait for this show season, we have grown as a club, got some great new cars, and changed some of our already great cars, so this should be an epic year of gloriousness. "Hey! If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is! Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?" ;D
Then....
Now....
Then
this is what it looks like as of Aug 2012
at the beach, wanting to play in the sand:
Now
this guys a nut... No more quitting energy drinks for several days then going all extra strength 5hr energy ... I bet we find him huggin a stuffed animal passed out underneath an overpass hummin the tune from Jurassic Park.
