I found this on the Pontiac Racing Group on facebook. This is so funny...

Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
was a Pontiac GTP and no cops in sight,

I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this black Grand Prix, even with it's Eaton blower,

As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The GTP next to me erupts in clouds of front tire smoke,

Now Smasher, now Revver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,

Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that supercharged V6 gets traction,

Grabbing second, I hear the RPM sing,
My rear view mirror is blocked by my three foot wing,

I now hear the roar, of that supercharged V6 gaining,
It is all I can do to keep this four-banger straining,

In a second, the shockwave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying now, all things of the past,

Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,

Looking up at the taillights as they got smaller,
The driver backs off just long enough to give me a holler,

"You can't win them all," he says waving,
"You may not win any at all in that silly little thing"

I smile and revved my four banger as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow... I'm sure it will be a better night

THAT IS GREAT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! X100

i bet the new mods for tomorrow are wal-mart specials such as: Chrome Hubcaps w/spinners (5hp gain), fake hood scoops (20hp gain), unnecessary roof scoop (10 hp gain), door scoops (another 10hp gain) and last but not least, the infamous m3 mirrors (30hp gain!!!)

that was up once before and I madea couple of small revisions...check it out

A GTP Christmas


'Twas the night before Christmas and I got caught at the light,
next to a Grand Prix GTP and no cops in sight,

I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this Grand Prix, even with it's Eaton blower,

As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The GTP next to me erupts in clouds of front tire smoke,

Now Smasher, now Revver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,

Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that supercharged V6 gets traction,

Grabbing second, I hear the RPM sing,
My rear view mirror is blocked by my three foot wing,

I now hear the roar, of that GTP gaining,
It is all I can do to keep this four-banger straining,

In a second, the shockwave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, now things of the past,

Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,

Looking up at the taillights as they got smaller,
The driver backed off just long enough to give me a holler,

"You can't win 'em all," he said with a wave,
"But maybe a bigger wing will make the power you crave"

I smile and revved my four banger as he pulled out of sight,
Oh Santa please bring me nitrous so I can put up a fight!

ROTFLMFAO!

It's funny cuz it's true...

haha lmao yea that is so true lol

This is hilarious... Thanks for the laugh!

You can find some GTP stories, and some funny car stuff here: Tales From The Driver\'s Seat

http://www.goingfaster.com/spo/ghettostang.html

OMG...I think I'm going to hurl...

guys you gotta see this...this is from a forum called risr.net its based in Rhode Island. This goes right along with this topic.

http://401motion.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=670

Man, his engine is one of the worst looking I have ever seen...

What happened to the Honda's other muffler? Was it camera-shy?

thats the result of a kid getting a bodykit with a dual exhaust cut-out. lol

Cool Christmas story.

x10000 I read that everytime I come on this site, even when I am at work and not even logged in.

It makes me smile

Seeing as it's that time of year, I figured I'd bump this so some of our newer people can see it.

Jc05GXP ( From www.clubgp.myfastforum.org) did this one


Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house not a Grand Prix was running, not even Don Rome's. All my car parts and tools were hung in the garage with care, in hopes that a turbo would soon be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, with visions of intercoolers dancing in their heads.

And the wife in her ummm nothing, and I in my ummm nothing,
Had just settled ourselves for a long winter’s, ahem, “nap”.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see WTF was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Grabbing my baseball bat, I tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the new-fallen snow
Gave a luster like my silver GXP down below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
The UPS guy with not any Reindeer.

He was a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be some guy named Rick.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
I thought to myself, UPS guys wear fur?
I then felt a sharp pain, damnit I stubbed my foot.
A bundle of Auto Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
Nope, I just got something in my eye, it hurts so very!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a strut tower bar,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the neighbors car.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a shiny chrome rim.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of being fat myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
installing my turbo, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, through the garage door he rose!

He sprang to his truck, and radio’s in “Yeah, I’m done”,
And away he drove off, like a thief on the run.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and don’t get a friggin ticket!”

bump. Be sure to read both pages.