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I recently had the privalage to talk to somone who doesn't have their head in their ass, and we had a fairly good conversation on the sorry excuse for a sport known as NASCAR. What the hell is it? Its BULLSHIT. We were walking and talking, and Ben says, "You know what pisses me off the most?" Naturally I was curious, because this couldn't be somthing small, but it could've also been anything, I responded, "What?" "NASCAR, those assholes that go around that stupid ass track five hundred times and thousands of people cheer them on, It is by far the most wastefull 'sport' of them all, they go around a track thats a mile long, and their cars get like 8 miles to the gallon, so that means that if theres a hundred cars in the race, and they each go around that stupid track five hundred times they are each using 62.5 gallons of gas, thats 6250 gallons of gas in one race, and if gas is at $3.00 a gallon, then they are spending $18,750 on each race, and they have at least two races a week, so that means its $150,000 a month, and $1,800,000 a year for NASCAR, on gas alone, and that also means that 600,000 gallons of gas are wasted on NASCAR each year, so I hope all you NASCAR fuckers are happy, cause when all the gas is gone your 'sport' is fucked."
I thourghly agree with Ben, he has his shit together, while it seems that no one else does. If any of you assholes that reads this (probably no one) disagrees you can email me and register your shitty complaints, so I can hack your computer, find your home address, fly there and personally kick your ass back to hell where you belong. Actually I won't, because the only people who care about nascar are the southern redneck assholes that have nothing better to do all day than watch a stupid ass car drive on a track. I can't afford to fly my ass to kick your sorry ass, plus all I would get as a response from your family is "dis der dun gas nascar fo fa shit yall asole price gas". And another thing learn how to talk. Dumbasses. "Dis 'W' erting cuntral". Shut up. All of you suck. And, as Ben would want me to say, get bent. |
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