Fun times with Mike(Express705) on Ft. Lauderdale Beach
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04-01-2008 | 12:01 AM
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Fun times with Mike(Express705) on Ft. Lauderdale Beach
The Call.
At approx 7:43 eastern standard time. I called michael fields for an impromptu photo opprotunity. we headed towards fort lauderdale beach where we took multiple pictures, include mike modeling, until the camera battery exploded from shear horror.
The Cruise
After the photoshoot, we went for a cruise down A1A. While slowing our roll, 10 mph, an 87 5.0 mustang began tailgating mike and revving his pusywill0w until dirty exhaust fumes filled his cabin and intoxicated all 3 occupants of the vehicle.
Linner
I was so hungry I had to stop at the raunchy pizza joint in riverfront for 2 slices of buffalo chicken pizza. A drunken sailor sat perched on his chair with his "Mr. Potato Head" Glasses, and his parrot singing his chants. Upon discussing numerous business opprotunities, Mike convinced me to dog his transmission testing it for future abuse. I tossed mike the keys to my green goblin, and we set sail.
5 - 0
As we were about to turn onto davie blvd, i decided to test the tranny of mikes car. i turned VDC off, dropped it into 1st, and turned the wheel and hit the gas as hard as i could. mike could not believe his eyes as he was cruising into the turn, with a police officer 1 lane away from him. i proceeded to drift across ALL 3 lanes, and mike was VERY slow to follow. mike tried to warn me, but to no avail, i failed. miserably.
The Lights Flash
Like lights at the carnival, davie blvd lit up like a christmas tree. fort lauderdales finest was in hot persuit.. not sure what to do next, i pulled over in the crappiest neighbrohood i could find. as mike tried to pull behind, he was disciplined like an unruly toddler. "What are you stopping for? Keep movin!!" Mike then proceeded, going appx, 7 mph, in 4th gear (
) back onto davie blvd. bogging down the engine until he could get it into 2nd. i have never before seen my own car drive away while getting pulled over in someone elses G35.
The Interrogation
Officer: Hey Mr. Nascar! What the F@#$ do you think youre doing?
Me: I am testing my buddies transmission. He says that its clanking.
Officer: *with look of awe* Are you serious? Give me your license and registration
Me: Here is my license, but this is not my car. I dont know if he has a registration.
Officer: You cant be serious.. *as she walks away in disgoust.*
"15 minute time lapse, while processing mikes plate, vin, and my license, backup arrives."
IN THE MEANTIME: mike is cruisn down 595 in the green goblin.
Officer: You know your license is broken and I could be a complete dick and give you so many tickets that I wouldnt know what to do with myself.
Me: .......
Officer: Where is this car from?
Me: Weston.
Officer: And you are from davie?
Me: Yes.
Officer: Then why the f@#$ dont you go to weston and **** off some other police departments?
Me: Im sorry. (
)
Officer: You cant be doin your stunts on the street. GO HOME.
Me: Ok.
The Phone Call.
While mike is driving down 595, his phone rings.
Mike: HAHHAHHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAS
Danny: HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH AH
Mike: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Danny: HAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Danny: Michael Fields. Where are you?
Mike: Doing 160 on 595.
Danny: How the F$%^ did I not get a ticket?
Mike: HAHHAHAHAHA im going to your house.
Danny: See you there.
Mike: we need to post this.
Danny: your tranny is in tip top shape.
The End.
At approx 7:43 eastern standard time. I called michael fields for an impromptu photo opprotunity. we headed towards fort lauderdale beach where we took multiple pictures, include mike modeling, until the camera battery exploded from shear horror.
The Cruise
After the photoshoot, we went for a cruise down A1A. While slowing our roll, 10 mph, an 87 5.0 mustang began tailgating mike and revving his pusywill0w until dirty exhaust fumes filled his cabin and intoxicated all 3 occupants of the vehicle.
Linner
I was so hungry I had to stop at the raunchy pizza joint in riverfront for 2 slices of buffalo chicken pizza. A drunken sailor sat perched on his chair with his "Mr. Potato Head" Glasses, and his parrot singing his chants. Upon discussing numerous business opprotunities, Mike convinced me to dog his transmission testing it for future abuse. I tossed mike the keys to my green goblin, and we set sail.
5 - 0
As we were about to turn onto davie blvd, i decided to test the tranny of mikes car. i turned VDC off, dropped it into 1st, and turned the wheel and hit the gas as hard as i could. mike could not believe his eyes as he was cruising into the turn, with a police officer 1 lane away from him. i proceeded to drift across ALL 3 lanes, and mike was VERY slow to follow. mike tried to warn me, but to no avail, i failed. miserably.
The Lights Flash
Like lights at the carnival, davie blvd lit up like a christmas tree. fort lauderdales finest was in hot persuit.. not sure what to do next, i pulled over in the crappiest neighbrohood i could find. as mike tried to pull behind, he was disciplined like an unruly toddler. "What are you stopping for? Keep movin!!" Mike then proceeded, going appx, 7 mph, in 4th gear (
) back onto davie blvd. bogging down the engine until he could get it into 2nd. i have never before seen my own car drive away while getting pulled over in someone elses G35.The Interrogation
Officer: Hey Mr. Nascar! What the F@#$ do you think youre doing?
Me: I am testing my buddies transmission. He says that its clanking.
Officer: *with look of awe* Are you serious? Give me your license and registration
Me: Here is my license, but this is not my car. I dont know if he has a registration.
Officer: You cant be serious.. *as she walks away in disgoust.*
"15 minute time lapse, while processing mikes plate, vin, and my license, backup arrives."
IN THE MEANTIME: mike is cruisn down 595 in the green goblin.
Officer: You know your license is broken and I could be a complete dick and give you so many tickets that I wouldnt know what to do with myself.
Me: .......
Officer: Where is this car from?
Me: Weston.
Officer: And you are from davie?
Me: Yes.
Officer: Then why the f@#$ dont you go to weston and **** off some other police departments?
Me: Im sorry. (
)Officer: You cant be doin your stunts on the street. GO HOME.
Me: Ok.
The Phone Call.
While mike is driving down 595, his phone rings.
Mike: HAHHAHHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAS
Danny: HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH AH
Mike: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Danny: HAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Danny: Michael Fields. Where are you?
Mike: Doing 160 on 595.
Danny: How the F$%^ did I not get a ticket?
Mike: HAHHAHAHAHA im going to your house.
Danny: See you there.
Mike: we need to post this.
Danny: your tranny is in tip top shape.
The End.
what a fvcking trip
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04-01-2008 | 12:44 AM
