Zeadly Intentions...

 

There's nothing quite like the 300ZX,

It scares old people, the kids and the pets,

It sees a Porch Boxster it just flexes its Pecs,

Nothing quite like a 300ZX!

 

Yeah shes got an addiction for fuel,

But always up for a scrap or a duel,

Kicks arse like a Japanese mule,

She can be a handful, and a dangerous tool!

 

Some will spend their entire life arguing "Auto or Manual?",

Personally I would much rather own a Cocker Spaniel,

Or listen to a song by a romping homo 'bout a guy called Daniel,

Or end up christening my kid Nathaniel!

 

Its lights are crap, might as well be blind,

Brake discs warp and pads just grind,

HICAS can make you shit yer shorts,

And strange engine noises give you nasty thoughts!

 

Early engine and gearbox rebuilds are common as muck,

But most love their cars so much they dont give a f...k!

Hesitation, stalling and general playing up,

Are all early signs that you could end up under a truck!

 

But Zs like to be tarted up with a big bore exhaust,

ECU upgrades and induction thats forced,

Wide wheels with some fancy rubber,

More fun than being a seal clubber!

 

Women and girlies love 'em a lot,

Some dudes just sit in em and smoke pot,

Some Ginger haired people have plates that say HOT!

Wouldnt you rather have one than NOT?

 

Skylarks are awesome I'm a really big fan,

But whats wrong with a car that's as old as yer Gran?

Nothing we say, if that's what flicks yer switch,

Just sometimes they can be a son of a bitch!

 

Supras are large and can shake a mean hoof,

Owning a Z can be painful like an aching tooth,

But not much will take you and leave you for dust,

In fact most cars wont bother and you wont be fussed!

 

Designed in Jap Land by Mr. Shake Hands man,

Capable of speeds that will get you a ban,

Most are driven by people with a fake tan,

With shirts unbuttoned like medallion man!

 

Some like to show their ZX off,

Others like to think they're a ZX boff,

People will tell you they're a bit of a cow,

But not bad for a ten year old car thats still here now!

 

This poem is about the mighty Z,

The person who wrote it is off his head,

Moral of this story is dont stay up late, go to bed,

And when doing donuts, think about yer tyre tread!

 

P.S. Reference made to "seal clubbing" refers to people that enjoy seeing the performing singer "Seal" sing at Nightclubs! LMFAO!

 

Timmy Happy Twin Tub

 

[This message has been edited by Timmy_Turbo (edited 01-08-2001).]

Wibble !

Wobble!!

 

And the Z will nver fall down

 

 

Matty.

Perfeck!

Jeff TT

Smashing Poem!

Now then, I'm gonna call Pete Waterman and get him to put some music together.. I can see Kylie in a little tight pair of shorts and a crop top writhing seductively over the bonnet of a Z singing Tim's words.

With my highly polished Razo Knob up her arse.

Wahey!

How many Shmeinekens did you collaborate with to knock that little number up Tim, I laughed my ass off!!!

 

 

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Glen

LOL! Still in work mate, just gave me something to munch on for half an hour this after!

 

Razo knob up her arse...TEN DOLLAR!

 

Tim

;-)

 

 

[This message has been edited by Timmy_Turbo (edited 01-08-2001).]

very very good, now if you wrote that you definatly have too much time on your hands,

this one comes from a guy in the states, i thinks its rather lame actaully

 

sitting at the kitchen table

just thinking of your Z

you try real hard, but are not able,

where should you really be?

convince the wife, you'll be right back

and sprint to the garage

you have to check on your best friend

you'll miss tonights massage

an hour past, just one more race

it's time to turn around

but where have all the Hondas gone?

there's no more to be found!

18 spanks in just one night

not bad, and quite a rush!

stories for the friends at work

but to wife it must be hush!

2 miles from home, what's that?

could it be an NSX?

the tingle running down your spine

could beat out lastnight's sex

You pull up next at 65

he nods, that's all it takes

but girth within, almost a sin

396HP stage III makes

foot on the floor, you're door to door

but how long will that last

sure enough the turbos kick

his chances have just passed

pull'n away, you have to say

he gave it a good shot

all the same time, he cries within

it's a Z I should have bought!!

It's back to home, your loving wife

is waiting at the door

You cringe in fear, say "hello dear!"

what do you have in store?

she looks at you and smiles too

"your best friend is your car!"

quick to think, no heart to sink

"yes, but you I love by far!"

from saying that, comes bigger smiles

and even happy cries

in your head, yet never said

"what I'm telling you are lies"