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snoody rich, scared to get their hands dirty, wouldnt talk to you in public because theyre too good, fancy smanshy goodie goodies, an rich punk kids. These are the people i like to race....and beat. They look at people in trucks like they are a lower life form.
I like to pull up to them, turn on some heavy metal with the windows down, smoke a cigar, and rack the pipes a few times just to make them nervous. Then, stare at them through mirrored oakleys. Some of their women look back though which i think is pretty funny.
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