Bud Light Presents: Real Men of Genius

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(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. Driver who punts everyone on every corner. :bowdown:
(Mr. Driver who punts everyone on every corner)
Nothing satisfies you more than a tap on the a-ss on everyone you set your sights on.
When you're just a car length behind, God bless, it's every man for himself.
:embarrassed:
(Back off that's mine!)
As you fly-by with your Fab Pink Clio, you feel that no one can harm you to the finish.
Cause no one ever gets the chance.
:dopey:
(Watch out it's a sand trap!)
You've got nothing to hide Bumpbob Squareintheass, as you always say,
friends don't let friends apex early.
:sly:
(Ooo, who's your daddy!?)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Ace Driver...
Cause we know, you don't follow where the path may lead, instead,
you go where there is no path and leave a trail.
:cheers:
(Mr. Driver who punts everyone on every corner)







If you don't getsss, here's some of the original
 
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Today we salute you - Mr. Driver who sideswipes you on Daytona.
(Mr driver who sideswipes you on Daytona)
Nothing satisfies you more than smashing into that prick beside you.
(He was gonna beat me)
You can't drive fast, but you can turn like hell, and where there's a car, there's a target.
(I'll turn right into you)
We don't know who you are, Mr Driver who sideswipes at Daytona, All we know is that you can't lose, as long as you wreck everyone who tries to beat you.
(I don't wanna lose!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mighty Side-Swiper
Cause you know, the next time your driving down Daytona, you're going to kill everyone.

(Mr driver who sideswipes you on Daytona)

Edited, think I made it better. Can't tell if it's any good though cause I made it.
 
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Nice one :D
You should put the 'Mr Driver who sideswipes you on Daytona' line at the end there to finish it up :dopey:
 
Today we salute you - Mr. Driver who sideswipes you on Daytona.
(Mr driver who sideswipes you on Daytona)
Nothing satisfies you more than smashing into that prick beside you.
(He was gonna beat me)
You can't drive fast, but you can turn like hell, and where there's a car, there's a target.
(I'll turn right into you)
We don't know who you are, Mr Driver who sideswipes at Daytona, All we know is that you can't lose, as long as you wreck everyone who tries to beat you.
(I don't wanna lose!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mighty Side-Swiper
Cause you know, the next time your driving down Daytona, you're going to kill everyone.



Edited, think I made it better. Can't tell if it's any good though cause I made it.
:lol: 👍
 
(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. shameless wallrider.
(Mr. shameless wallrider!)
Where others brake and hit the apex, you slam the throttle and understeer wide into several metric tons of concrete.
(That's gonna leave a mark!)
You hold on to the edge of every banked corner as if you're life depended on it.
Damned is anyone who gets sandwiched between you and a fence.

(Beef, lettuce, tomato!)
Some may say you're cheating, breaking the rules. Nonsense - you're just taking full advantage of the track.
(What's a black flag!?)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mr. King of the Road.
Cause be it High Speed Ring or Daytona, where there are rails, there is victory.

(Mr. shameless wallrider!)
 
(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. shameless wallrider.
(Mr. shameless wallrider!)
Where others brake and hit the apex, you slam the throttle and understeer wide into several metric tons of concrete.
(That's gonna leave a mark!)
You hold on to the edge of every banked corner as if you're life depended on it.
Damned is anyone who gets sandwiched between you and a fence.

(Beef, lettuce, tomato!)
Some may say you're cheating, breaking the rules. Nonsense - you're just taking full advantage of the track.
(What's a black flag!?)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mr. King of the Road.
Cause be it High Speed Ring or Daytona, where there are rails, there is victory.

(Mr. shameless wallrider!)

:lol::lol::lol:
 
(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. shameless wallrider.
(Mr. shameless wallrider!)
Where others brake and hit the apex, you slam the throttle and understeer wide into several metric tons of concrete.
(That's gonna leave a mark!)
You hold on to the edge of every banked corner as if you're life depended on it.
Damned is anyone who gets sandwiched between you and a fence.

(Beef, lettuce, tomato!)
Some may say you're cheating, breaking the rules. Nonsense - you're just taking full advantage of the track.
(What's a black flag!?)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mr. King of the Road.
Cause be it High Speed Ring or Daytona, where there are rails, there is victory.

(Mr. shameless wallrider!)

Nice. We need some more of these.
 
(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. Bad Internet in 2009 Guy!
(Mr. Bad Internet in 2009 Guy!)
Even though its 2009 and every ISP in America has a high-speed connection, you've chosen to keep it real, and roll with 56k.
(Why's your car jumping all over!)
You jerk to the left, you jerk to the right, and even though you're supposed to be invisible, your destroying my concentration.
(Yikes, David Blaine all up in here!)
And just when I decide to drive through you on my way to the perfect lap, that 56k kicks it into high gear and turns you back solid handing me a penalty, and you the race.
(Its GT, it has no Damage!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, you Translucent Terrorist
Cause you know even if they see you, you'll be gone in 60 seconds!
(Mr. Bad Internet in 2009 Guy)
 
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(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. Bad Internet in 2009 Guy!
(Mr. Bad Internet in 2009 Guy!)
Even though its 2009 and every ISP in America has a high-speed connection, you've chosen to keep it real, and roll with 56k.
(Why's your car jumping all over!)
You jerk to the left, you jerk to the right, and even though you're supposed to be invisible, your destroying my concentration.
(Yikes, David Blaine all up in here!)
And just when I decide to drive through you on my way to the perfect lap, that 56k kicks it into high gear and turns you back solid handing me a penalty, and you the race.
(Its GT, it has no Damage!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, you Translucent Terrorist
Cause you know even if the see you, you'll be gone in 60 seconds!
(Mr. Bad Internet in 2009 Guy)

Translucent terrorist! :lol:

I'm sad to admit that I am one of those people with bad internet in 2009. It's slightly better than a 56k - downloading is quick but uploading is ridiculously slow. This is why I never race online :(
 
Translucent terrorist! :lol:

I'm sad to admit that I am one of those people with bad internet in 2009. It's slightly better than a 56k - downloading is quick but uploading is ridiculously slow. This is why I never race online :(

I feel you, comrade.

Just crack open a bud light and it will relieve your pain :D :cheers:
 
(Real Men Of Genius)
Today we salute you, Mr. Rear ender at the end of Fuji's straight
(Mr. Rear Ender at the end of Fuji's straight)
Nothing satisfies you more than a huge slap on the ass of the car ahead.
(I was only late braking)
When you say you kick ass on the track, you're not kidding.
(I want to win!!!)
You will always win as long as you don't ghost through.
(Holy S**T!!!!!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud light, you car rapist,
Cause, where there's an ass, there's win.

(Mr. Rear ender at the end of Fuji's straight)
 
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