HELLO I AM DRIVING A VERY EXPENSIVE MERCEDES-BENZ CAR. IT IS A MERCEDES-BENZ SLS AMG BLACK SERIES. OH, YOU HAVE AN SLS GT? I'M SORRY DOES YOUR CAR HAVE 622 HORSEPOWER? I DIDN'T THINK SO. GAHHHHHHHH!!!
I'VE HAD SIXTEEN ENERGY DRINKS TODAY. BUT NOT THE ENERGY DRINK YOU DRINK. IT'S CALLED CARBON GOLD CHAMPAGNE EXPLOSION. THE CAN IS MADE OF CARBON FIBER, LINED WITH GOLD, AND INSIDE IS JUST 24 KARAT-GOLD-INFUSED CHAMPERS MIXED WITH REDBULL.
PUNCH. I'M GOING TO PUNCH SOMEONE. IN MY AMG BLACK SERIES.
SO MUCH POWER. TAKE A 6.3-LITER V8 AND GIVE IT MORE POWER. SO MUCH POWER. THE POWER OF 622 ROIDED-AS-FUCK HORSES AND 468 PURE MUSCLE POUND FEET OF TORQUE.
AND BABY IS ON A DIET. SHE LOST 150 POUNDS. THAT'S SOME THIN SHIT RIGHT THERE. THAT'S LIKE FIVE OSLEN TWINS. THAT'S TEN OLSENS BRO.
YOU NEED TO GET TO 60 MPH? I GET THERE IN 3.5 SECOND. I NEED TO GET TO 60 MPH LIKE 500 TIMES A DAY BECAUSE I'M HARDCORE. DUBAI-STYLE. IT'S LIKE GANGNAM STYLE BUT WITHOUT THE IRONY. I DON'T KNOW WHAT IRONY IS.
I DON'T CARE THAT YOUR GT-R IS FASTER. I HAVE CARBON FIBER. OH SO MUCH CARBON FIBER. CARBON FIBER ON THE DASH. CARBON FIBER ON THE WING. CARBON FIBER ON THE VENTS. THE MERCEDES DEALER SAID HE'D THROW IN A CARBON FIBER TOILET IF I BOUGHT THE CARBON FIBER PACKAGE. I'D EVEN SHIT FASTER THAN YOU IF I WASN'T TERRIBLY HORRIBLY CONSTIPATED.
I'M YELLOW. FUUUUUUCK I'M HAVING AN ANEURISM.