Gran Turismo 5 Presents: "Real Men of Genius"

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Here's another one, surprised nobody's done this one:

(Real Men Of Genius!)
Today we salute you, Mr. I'm only 8 years old and I'm better than you.
(Mr. I'm only 8 years old and I'm better than you!)
Your constant whining and high-pitched squeeky voice is your strategy to screw other people up!
(My mic's not on plus 5!)
Also, you believe the Bugatti Veyron is the ONLY car people should have in their garage, until you get destroyed by a station wagen.
(No fair, u use UB3R H4X!!)
So who cares if you're only 8? Crack open one of your daddy's ice cold Bud Lights, and tell the world, you and your matte pink Veyron mean business.
(I know I'm better than everyone! Hoorah!)
 
UGH....
I think there should be a pitchometer in the mic so that if you dont pass the pitch test you cant talk into the mic and get a kick in the nads at the same time. Then hopefully they will drop.
But i hate kids who scream into mic's
I would try to create one, but im no good with words/poems/stuff like that.
 
(Real Men of Genius!)
Today we salute you, Mr. I'm the Stig.
(Mr. I'm The Stig!)
Although it's never happened in the show, you claim that the Stig drove an X2010.
(Some say he's lying!)
Also you dress up in a horrible knock off suit that looks nothing like him.
You also get real serious when the truth rolls around that you ARE NOT the Stig!
(Shut up you damn troll!)
So crack open a nice cold Bud Light, and keep on ruining the image of the true Stig.
(Stop saying I'm not the Stig!)
 
(real men of genius!)
today we salute you, mr i use the same car every race no matter what the regulations are set at.
(mr always use the same car!)
over 1000 cars> thats what the engine limiter is for.
(limit that minolta!)
while the rest of us use some of the production cars, you will leave the room if 50% of the toyota minolta race car is still to high to compete.
(make sure you call us all noobs on the way out!)
so crack open an ice cold bud light mr lemans racer only, and dont forget, if you lose, it was lag. No one is ever better than you, ever.
 
(Real Men of Genius!)
Today we salute you, Mr. GT-Auto Pianist
(Mr. GT-Auto pianist!!)
You sit in a garage by yourself playing 'The Entertainer' on loop, all day.
(Why won't you stop?!?!?!?)
You keep playing the same song, even though every one hates it and you don't get paid for it.
(He doesn't get paid!)
So crack open a nice cold Bud Light, and keep on annoying us with your crap rendition of 'The Entertainer'
(Stop playing that crap!)
 
I got a good one...... I can't believe no one thought of this one yet.

(The Real Men Of Genius!)

("JUSTIN" and the UCD) :cheers:

We salute to you Mr. JUSTIN for getting us hyped up over a rare and unique car we want when we were broke! We come on to you with rain checks and loans for our precious ones, to someday, we will tear the tracks with our LMP/Group Cs classics and tuner cars, but since you are a troll and a con man Mr. JUSTIN, you hide our requests for us to suffer.

(I WANT MAH CAR NOW!!!!!! :mad:)

We salute you on not keeping our checks, stored cash and loans, and use them on a yacht, mansion, pool parties, 100' screen TVs, more cars, bikes and gold teeth. We salute to you when we are waiting for weeks, months and even a year searching and making us scream at our TVs and making our parents, friends, siblings, hot girlfriends, kids, wives and the whole world think we belong in a mental home :crazy:. :mad:

(CAUCDNJ = Collectors Against Used Car Dealers Named JUSTIN)

We salute to you JUSTIN for making us all rage for what we want, and making us resort to smugle, trade, befriend others and scratch lotto tickets for our rare cars. We start forming groups of people to tear down your manison and rip through the dealership with our lawyers, hitmen, ninjas, police and transformers. Banging on your hard as steel door, forcing you to open up. You laugh at our inferior tactics counting your money.

Go ahead and tell your fine as heck secetary with the skirt to get you a ice cold Bud Light and chug it down. You derserve it!!! :)đź‘Ť
 
(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. Driver who hosts games named Clean Races only
(Mr. Driver who hosts games named Clean Races own-lY!)
Nothing satisfies you more than a tap on the door on everyone you set your sights on.
When you're just a bumper length behind, God bless, it's every man for himself.
(I'll drift safely from behind the wreck-Age!)
As you whiz-by with your Royal Blue Peugot, you feel that no one can harm you to the finish.
Cause no one ever gets the chance.
(every driver has the same foreign country flaAg!)
You've got nothing to hide Jean-Guy Mausus, as you always say,
clean or coup de mon pied.
(practice what you preach tAbarnAc!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Clean Driver...
Cause we know, you don't follow the said rules, instead,
you go where there is one path and lead your scrap metal to finish last. đź‘Ť
(Mr. Driver who hosts games named Clean Races only!!)
 
Real men of genius
Today we salute you, Mr. X1-in-every-race-guy
Mr. X1-in-every-race-guy
You know that the only way to win is by using the most overpowered car in the game.
Goin for the gold
You wield this epic machine like this race is the most important thing in your life. Which it probably is.
Never met a girl
Because rather then make a meaningful relationship with another player, you want that non-existant arbitrary gold trophy
**** you all
So grab an Ice cold Bud light, O sultan of rediculous speed, because you can drink it when you're stuck a mile into a sandtrap
Mr. X1-in-every-race-guy
 
hahaha great entries!
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Keep'em comin!
 
(Reee-al men of Genius)
Today we salute you argumentative forum poster
Someone may start a forum called "wheres the gas pedal" and you will blame a CEO in japan.
( whooo-ooo the heck is that guy and why is he being discussed in this fo-orum)
Oh sure, you understand physics, pixelization, processing power, international business, and the quantative acuumalative intergalactic space time continuoum processes, but your avatar is an Anime girl.
(Check ooout those freaky legs and pink hair)
When I say PD you say you hired the staff, when I say racing, you say you trained Schumacher, when I say tires, you educate me on every last fiber of rubber that contacts the road.
(Click, click, boom, I just shot mysellllllf)
So crack an ice cold Bud Light oh sultan of simulation, oh guru of gaming, oh shut the hell up.
 
Ruuheeel men of genius
Today we salute you Mr. Used car car dealer.
Every time we return it's stimulating to see you have collected even more integra's, Miata's, and Diahutsu's than all of Beijing.
(Thanks for the econooomic 2 door selection)
When I need a real race car, I can expect few, far between, and some serious price-gouging, just like the real world.
(Kick me in the ballsssss)
You always keep me wondering, are you biased to asians? Or is that your way of keeping the riff-raff off your lot?!
( loove them import tuners with loud mufflers and zit faced luuhooo-oosers)
I have to say Mr. Used Car Car Dealer, you have wasted more of humanity's time than all the Oprah Winfrey Broadcasts combined.
( 1 car purchase at a time puleeeehhuuuuuheeeease)
So crack an ice cold Bud Light Used car Car dealer, because you're the most accurate simulation... of the entire game

(and thanks for the bucket of pAAaaaaint)
 
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(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. Driver with the hot microphone.
( Mr. Driver with the hot microphone.)
Nothing gets you more in the zone than having your dog barking constantly at your kids who are fighting over the last pizza roll.
(You should really lock them in the closet)
As everyone else is trying to listen for their gear changes, they cannot help but hear your girlfriend talking extremely loudly about her feminine problems.
(She should probably get that thing checked out)
As the laps roll on, it becomes obvious that you must be deaf from all that nagging, since you do not hear the constant complaints from the other drivers.
(Are you in an airport?)
So get that girl to get you an ice cold Bud Light, Ace Driver...
Because maybe, for just a second, she will be quiet while she goes into the other room.
(Mr. Driver with the hot microphone.)

Is it wrong that I fit this stereotype perfectly?? :lol:
 
Real men doesn't drink light beer. Light beer is for girls, if anyone.
I've never seen anyone drink light beer, other than in America, and I cannot fathom why it's so popular over there.

Light beer is what we drink at work over here in Sweden, since ordinary beer isn't allowed.

So sure, real men drink light beer aswell. Even here in the Nordic countries.
 
Real men of genius
Today we salute you, Mr. Race softs always everydays guy
Mr. soft always everyday guy
Using the extra grip to your adventage while beating the most difficult ai ever invented. He conquers the seasonal challenges like homeless dog going after dropped hamburger.
Give him a hamburger.
Drives his cars to the limit like a blind artist trying to hit the canvas after a night and a bit more in a bar.
Mr blind artist.
Because nothing is more important than winning races with the least effort just so everyone can smile candidly at your efforts except your mother who thinks 40 year olds should not live home anymore. She is not smiling.
Mr candid smile receiver.
So grab two pairs of race softs and go get an Ice cold Bud light because your mother will not get it for you.
Mr. soft always everyday guy
 
Is it wrong that I fit this stereotype perfectly?? :lol:
I was about to say, reading that song, it reminded me very much of youÂ…by the way, no hating on me for quitting that drag room today, I couldn't hear anything other that '****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****' :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:
 
Real men of genius
Today we salute you, Mr. Race softs always everydays guy
Mr. soft always everyday guy
Using the extra grip to your adventage while beating the most difficult ai ever invented. He conquers the seasonal challenges like homeless dog going after dropped hamburger.
Give him a hamburger.
Drives his cars to the limit like a blind artist trying to hit the canvas after a night and a bit more in a bar.
Mr blind artist.
Because nothing is more important than winning races with the least effort just so everyone can smile candidly at your efforts except your mother who thinks 40 year olds should not live home anymore. She is not smiling.
Mr candid smile receiver.
So grab two pairs of race softs and go get an Ice cold Bud light because your mother will not get it for you.
Mr. soft always everyday guy

"Mr. Race Softs always everyday guy!"

:lol:
 
Damn I have NO IDEA what is going on here. I am totally glazed over. I keep reading these but I dont find even a grain of humour on it but I want to laugh too lool.

I know there is a beer add its based on and your. Certainly you need to understand the add first.
 
Real men doesn't drink light beer. Light beer is for girls, if anyone.
I've never seen anyone drink light beer, other than in America, and I cannot fathom why it's so popular over there.

It's because all of the fat people that eat WAY TOO MUCH BAD FOOD think they can justify their diet by getting a "LIGHT BEER" or "DIET SODA" hahahahahahah

"welcome to Mcdonalds how may I help you??" "ummm I'll take a 4 double cheeseburger meal with supersize frys, 2 apple pies and a DIET SODA"

haha



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Digging the thread, love those commercials!!!

what about the most interesting man in the world dos equis commercials . Somebody put in some work
 
Bud Light Presents…
(Real Men of Genius)
Today we salute you - Mr. Forza Fanboy who visits GT Planet.
(Mr. Forza Fanboy who visits GT Planet!!!)
You know everything there is about the World of Gran Turismo Five.
Except… you don’t own it.
(But you have… watched videos!!!)
You talk Gran Turismo Five for eight hours a day…
Which is seven hours and forty five minutes a day longer than anyone will listen.
(Is anybody out there?!?!)
Those who own it, play it, those who don’t, rent it…
Those who don’t own or rent, talk…
(I am really good at posting!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Mr. Forza Fanboy…
You may never make Microsoft’s or Turn 10’s payroll…
But you’ll always be a hit, with Jordan.
(Mr. Forza Fanboy who visits GT Planet!!!)
 
Real Men of Genius
Today, we salute you, Mr. This Season Sucks.
This season really does blow.
We understand that you aren't doing well in the points,
we know that you'll need to podium every race left to make a run for the championship.
For the cham-pi-on-shiiiiiiip!
Never mind that others have been consistent, are working with less, and are hanging in there fighting,
we all know that it isn't your loose driving, your inconsistency, or picking a car beyond your limits.
I can drive anything
So, throw in the towel, crack open a cold one, and do your doughnuts on the track to delight the crowd at home.
You've done enough, and you can't be bothered to do any more. We salute you, Mr. This Season Sucks.
I would win, but I don't wanna race!
 
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