This is a fictional story about Orlando and his "Mad Tyte Civic"


Yo wassup guys my name is Orlando and recently turned 17. My pops wanted to give me a phat birthday gift so he decided to take me to the car lot and buy me a car. He said i got a 5 grand limit on what i can for a car. I was looking over the cars and out front there was a Mustang. It wasnt bad but im not looking for a V8 nah dawg thats not where the power is. I'm looking for something light, mean, low and aggressive. I look across the car lot and what do i see peeking out behind of a camaro. Oh man thats a 88 civic hatchback dx. thats mad tyte. it was only a two grand with a 150,000 miles. Man im glad i got something with low miles on it. I asked my pops if he'll buy it and with the rest of the money to use on the car. He was like well i dont know..but i begged him and hes like well ok. First thing i do when i get it home it call my friends and show them my mad tyte civic. My friends are all impressed by my hot ride. I took it to my friends garage and we decided to cut the springs..you know to make it lower and handle better...man look at how my wheels tilt inward thats mad tyte. we head over to the local PepBoys. I pick up some hot stickers a metal wing like the one from the fast and the furious and a roll of tint. i look at my car and decide to mount the spoiler on top my roof..i do have a hatchback and besides thats where all the wind is at any way right?...so after that we put on the tint and then my day is over. A week later my ground effects kit comes in the mail...my car is so nice with the ground effects. i get it painted and i have my stickers on the car and i go out and grab some phat rims and stick them on..man all i gotta do is put the stickers on my car and im blazing hot. i got a lil money left so i go to the exhaust shop round the block and i tell them i want dual 5 inch tips...the exhaust shop owner tried telling me that that wont make a difference...whats he know the bigger the better hes just putting it on...they tell me they put a weapon R exhaust on my car. hot yo i like that Weapon R. must be the exhaust from the Integra type R's so i gotta put some type r badges up on here because thats the hot thing to do...besides its like a type r anyway because i got the exhaust. so now my car is done and im looking mad tyte yo so i go pick my friends up they all like yo that ****s raw as hell man...so we go driving around picking up the honeys with DMX blasting on my stereo...yeah i know its stock speakers but they crank man. i can hardly hear it over my exhaust though and thats when it dawned on me..i got a fast car yo. so i start looking for people to race with my mad hot car. i beat a 2000 corvette yo it was mad easy i just hit the gas and flew right by him..it was like he wasnt even trying..mad tyte yo. my friend was like yo this is like a ten second car..that supra from the fast and the furious got nothing on this bitch...i got a smile on my face...yeah thats what i liek my cars mad tyte..mad tyte indeed....weve been driving around for about 5 hours and were all tired and feel like stretching our legs but we dont wanna get out this mad tyte car.. im stopped at a stop light and i see the same camaro next to me that was at the car lot...time to show off my power...i pop the automatic tranny into neutral so i roll back looking mad tyte and i pop a few revvs.. he revvs back and my boy looks and hes like yo look dude its not even a Z28 its just an Iroc..i bet thats a six cylinder you can take it...so the light turns green and i neutral drop and im off...he got the jump but a block down the road i passed him..he was breaking too..mustve been scared of my mad tyte car. just then my car makes a few spits sputters and im on the side of the road...theres smoke coming out of my engine and my boys like...yo man your cars bleeding..im like what you mean its bleeding..hes like yo its alive dude theres red **** coming out of the car...im like hmm..must just be the antifreeze leaking out ill start it up and baby it till i get home...i start it up and only do like 10 mph to my house three streets down i pull it into the drive way and my dad starts screaming at me. hes like you just ruined the tranny..im like nah pops thats just antifreeze itll be alright thats a mad tyte car and with a tranny that powerful enough to beat a corvette and a camaro its gonna be ok. Its gonna be alright...(TO BE CONTINUED)

Yo, that's a mad tyte story Yo!
:sillylol: :sillylol: :sillylol:

LoL...yeah, makes me want to sell my IROC and get one of those mad tyte Honda's...

I'm not even going to attempt to read something that isn't broken down into paragraphs. Thats a freakin mess.

umm....that took a long time to write and well....who cares?
i lost brain cells just reading it.....
what does it have to do with anything at all about 3rd gens?
I'll start the countdown.
10....

yeah seriously thats too hard to read without paragraphs everything runs together......

In B4 da LOck StR8 ballin.....mad tyte

ROFLMAO OMG hahahahahhaaha :sillylol:

bahahhahahahaaahahahahaha

"a block down the road i passed him" bahahhahaahahahhahaaha
(typical ***** mentality)


little did he know he was owned by "just" an IROC. the spelling and grammar also represent the typical "*****".

**** is mad, foo love the story probably true too. thanks for the entertainment

that was good, i loved it.. (do needs paragraphs tho)

took the words out of my mouth yo. haha, funny **** man, funny ****

everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to your mindless babble.

i award you no points, and may g*d have mercy on your soul...

your right the real power is in a 4 banger!! not a v8

I can steadily feel my IQ points dropping offff....FOO MAD TYTE!!!!

IBTL

in before the lock but any adminastrators dont lock it....theres a thirdgen in the story so theres third gen content...mad tyte yo

Yo dat civic be soundin mad tyte yo, da exhaust is off da chain, ya'll some haters, str8 up, dat civic be pullin mad bizitches n he be winnin races............


LOL...........

:lala: :lala: :lala:

IBTL

This is a fictional story about Orlando and his "Mad Tyte Civic"


Yo wassup guys my name is Orlando and recently turned 17. My pops wanted to give me a phat birthday gift so he decided to take me to the car lot and buy me a car. He said i got a 5 grand limit on what i can for a car. I was looking over the cars and out front there was a Mustang. It wasnt bad but im not looking for a V8 nah dawg thats not where the power is. I'm looking for something light, mean, low and aggressive. I look across the car lot and what do i see peeking out behind of a camaro. Oh man thats a 88 civic hatchback dx. thats mad tyte. it was only a two grand with a 150,000 miles. Man im glad i got something with low miles on it. I asked my pops if he'll buy it and with the rest of the money to use on the car. He was like well i dont know..but i begged him and hes like well ok.

First thing i do when i get it home it call my friends and show them my mad tyte civic. My friends are all impressed by my hot ride. I took it to my friends garage and we decided to cut the springs..you know to make it lower and handle better...man look at how my wheels tilt inward thats mad tyte. we head over to the local PepBoys. I pick up some hot stickers a metal wing like the one from the fast and the furious and a roll of tint. i look at my car and decide to mount the spoiler on top my roof..i do have a hatchback and besides thats where all the wind is at any way right?...so after that we put on the tint and then my day is over. A week later my ground effects kit comes in the mail...my car is so nice with the ground effects. i get it painted and i go out and grab some phat rims and stick them on..man all i gotta do is put the stickers on my car and im blazing hot.

I got a lil money left so i go to the exhaust shop round the block and i tell them i want dual 5 inch tips...the exhaust shop owner tried telling me that that wont make a difference...whats he know the bigger the better hes just putting it on...they tell me they put a weapon R exhaust on my car. hot yo i like that Weapon R. must be the exhaust from the Integra type R's so i gotta put some type r badges up on here because thats the hot thing to do...besides its like a type r anyway because i got the exhaust. so now my car is done and im looking mad tyte yo so i go pick my friends up they all like yo that ****s raw as hell man...

So we decide to go driving around picking up the honeys with DMX blasting on my stereo...yeah i know its stock speakers but they crank man. i can hardly hear it over my exhaust though and thats when it dawned on me..i got a fast car yo. so i start looking for people to race with my mad hot car. i beat a 2000 corvette yo it was mad easy i just hit the gas and flew right by him..it was like he wasnt even trying..mad tyte yo. my friend was like yo this is like a ten second car..that supra from the fast and the furious got nothing on this bitch...i got a smile on my face...yeah thats what i like my cars mad tyte..mad tyte indeed.

We've been driving around for about 5 hours and were all tired and feel like stretching our legs but we dont wanna get out this mad tyte car.. im stopped at a stop light and i see the same camaro next to me that was at the car lot...time to show off my power...i pop the automatic tranny into neutral so i roll back looking mad tyte and i pop a few revvs.. he revvs back and my boy looks and hes like yo look dude its not even a Z28 its just an Iroc..i bet thats a six cylinder you can take it...so the light turns green and i neutral drop and im off...he got the jump but a block down the road i passed him..he was breaking too..mustve been scared of my mad tyte car. just then my car makes a few spits sputters and im on the side of the road.

Theres smoke coming out of my engine and my boys like...yo man your cars bleeding..im like what you mean its bleeding..hes like yo its alive dude theres red **** coming out of the car...im like hmm..must just be the antifreeze leaking out ill start it up and baby it till i get home...i start it up and only do like 10 mph to my house three streets down i pull it into the drive way and my dad starts screaming at me. hes like you just ruined the tranny..im like nah pops thats just antifreeze itll be alright thats a mad tyte car and with a tranny that powerful enough to beat a corvette and a camaro its gonna be ok. Its gonna be alright...(TO BE CONTINUED)

its good cuz its funny but id admit u gots to learn how speeel rite. j/p just type it in word and do spell check and paste it here.

dude i wrote the story from the ricers point of view...hes the one writing it now me..lol

I'm so glad I read that

(CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY)
My mad tyte Honda is now in the garage laying there broke down.
Im like nah man im telling you its just antifreeze leaking out the radiator. All it needs is them pellets from autozone for a few bucks and ill be fine. My father then slaps me across the face and starts screaming. FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS FOR THIS PIECE OF **** AND YOUR GONNA TELL ME THAT ALL IS WRONG IS A RADIATOR LEAK??? Im able to muster out MY CAR IS MAD TYTE POPS ITS NOT A PIECE OF **** underneath my tears. My father calms down and puts his hand on my shoulder and says "son im gonna teach you a few things about this MAD TYTE CAR as you put it". Im all for it so I sit down and hear out what my father has to say.

My father looks me in the eye and says "son im sorry but your car isnt really good looking. The aftermarket bumper and ground effects add weight to your car as does that horrid looking spoiler mounted on your roof." "I thought you would realize that after looking at your car in the daytime but for some reason you like it."
"Your car is not fast. It was meant for fuel economy and nothing else. Those exhaust tips in the back do nothing for your speed. They actually slow you down. Some of those sticker may look cool, but seriously do you need thirty stickers on one car? Lets try to tone it down a bit before we get your car back on the road ok son?" "What do you mean tone it down" i said. "Well for first off, look at this powered by Honda sticker on the door. We all know its a Honda by the giant H on the back window, and we all know its powered by honda, theres no need for it. Second that spoiler on the roof does nothing, it adds extra weight and is just ugly. Now we all know that your car doesnt have nitrous so we can take the NOS stickers off and all the Honda Racing stickers as well. The V-Tec sticker is going as well. The only sticker that will be on this car son is the inspection sticker." "But pops that MAKES my whole car, those stickers makes it clear to people that its MY car." I replied. "Son no one will mistake your car for another. The dual exhaust is going too." "NO POPS YOUR TAKING THIS TOO FAR" i screamed. "Quiet down or your gonna get another slap". "Sorry Pops" i said while looking at the floor. "Now all this is going and if your want to keep it you fix your tranny yourself, if not then ill help you out with the tranny." "Can i at least keep one exhaust tip pops?" i asked..."We'll see son we'll see" he said shaking his head as he walked away.

Inside Orlando's house you see his dad sitting on the couch talking to hisself. "Out of all the cars he couldve had...A CAMARO, Trans Am, maybe even a classic Mopar, or *** Forbid a Mustang..my son turns out to be a *****, A ****ING *****...Where did i go wrong?" " Just then his father gets an idea.

The next morning Orlando is woken up by the sound of a large truck backing up. He looks out the window and sees his car being hooked up to a tow truck. Orlando runs outside and cries to his dad "STOP WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING"..."IM TOWING YOUR CAR SON" he replies. "Why pops that car is mad tyte." " Its for your own good, trust me son its for your own good." "But pops my car is a nice one, its quick too." " No son your car is ugly, it has a lot of miles, not very reliable and it sounds like a bumblebee with gas. Im gonna show you a real car" "POPS THAT IS A REAL CAR...I RACED A CAMARO AND A CORVETTE...AND I WON" orlando screams at his father just as he finished his sentance Orlandos father smacks him across the mouth again "DONT LET ME EVER HEAR YOU DISRESPECT EITHER OF THOSE CARS BY SAYING THAT PIECE OF **** CAN BEAT EITHER OF IT. YOUR CAR IS UGLY, SLOW, AND NOW IN FOUR HOURS WILL BE THE SIZE OF A BASKETBALL. YOUR CAR WOULD HAVE A TOUGH TIME TAKING A EARLY THIRD GEN IRON DUKE CAMARO LET ALONE A v8 or ANY YEAR VETTE. IM GLAD IM DOING THIS MAYBE YOU'LL APPRECIATE WHAT IM DOING FOR YOU IN A FEW HOURS. FOR NOW GO GET DRESSED WE GOT SOMEPLACE TO BE." he barked.
Orlando scurries in the house to go get dressed with tears soaking his now redish cheek.

Orlando and his father step inside his dads Silverado. They are driving and its silence through half the trip till Orlando breaks the silence. "Where are you taking me." "Well son after we had that talk last night i realized that you know jack **** about cars. Im sorry i ever bought you that honda and its probably my fault that you were bitten by the rice bug. So i took matters into my own hands and bought you a new car." Orlandos eyes got really big " REALLY POPS? Sweet, thats mad tyte of you." "Um what is it?"
His father chuckles with a sinister smile "You'll see son, You'll see."

Nothing else was really said for the rest of the trip but Orlando realized they just pulled into his grandfathers driveway. "What are we doing at grandpops?" he asked. "This is where your new car is" his father replied. They walk to the back and meet his grandfather out at the door to his garage. "Your best lies inside this garage: his grandfather chuckles with the same sinister smile as orlandos father just slightly more aged. "Open it up and take a look" his father said. Just as he said that the garage door slowly makes its ascent up. The faint glimmer of a shiny metallic red paint catches the light. The look on Orlandos face is ecstatic. Shocked Surprise and Excitement all in one look. (To be continued)

hurry up and continue it im waiting

don't pull that cliffhanger crap, what is it? It better be his grandfather's old *** '51 Oldsmobile inline 6. Some kid from my high school had like a '50 Chevy with a really loud stereo system and exhaust. Turned some heads, it was cool looking. As long as there isn't another ***** in that garage for him. Good story though. I'm still interested in the ending, better get it in before the lock. By the way, how many cars would that iroc have beaten the civic by? 30?

~Matt

LOL @ "dad". haha he literally slapped some sense into honda boy. i too await the next story as this is getting more intresting. i wanna know what's in the garage...........................

hurrrrrrry...i gotta pee... cant... break the... seal.....oh man.. HURRY!....

here is the kid with his friends

poor mustang..
and to use Big Bird in that fasion.. *shakes his head*

LMFAO :sillylol: :sillylol: :sillylol:

and hurry up with the ending, i'm surprised it's been open this long.

HURRY UP BRO, AND FINISH THAT MAD TYTE STORY YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just then my pops slaps me across the face. Sorry, please complete this great story when you get a chance, please.

LOL good story hurry finish it,

everytime i look at big bird... i just laugh... look how mad he is!.. hehehe....

I bet its a Topaz.

RALPHEDINMY****INLAP - When I read the first one, seriously it's getting old so hurry up and put the car in there, maybe the crushed Civic. But here's a picture I got of the Icy Hot Stunnas

The garage door has finally made its way up to the fully open position. I stood in shock at the sight of a 1959 Chevy Corvette staring me back in my face. "Pops your the best, thanks so much man I love this car." i said excitedly. "Whoa there buddy dont get yourself slapped again. This is your grandfathers car he had it since he was in the service. This car went through many years of abuse and lonelyness but has been restored to showroom condition. Take a walk inside." his father said while walking inside the garage. "This is my car" his father said pointing to a red 69 Chevelle 396. "Your grandfather bought me this Chevelle when I was your age. You see I too was holding onto the thought of having a nice car with a four cylinder in it. Although the import "*****" scene wasnt very much in place because there wasnt an abundance of imported cars at that time. My first car was a four cylinder VEGA. I tried in vain to make the four cylinder as fast as my friends cars, but your grandfather slapped some sense into me, just like I had to do to you." "He couldve dropped an 8 into the Vega but why would you when he couldve had a much nicer car with an 8." his grandfather chimed in. "Now its my turn to give you a car worth having" his father said with what looked like a tear in his eye. "Take the cover off the car sitting next to mine, THAT will be your car."

Orlando was exited as he walked over towards the covered car. His mind was running wild at all the possibilities of what was under the cover. It was longer and much wider than his old Civic, but he no longer referred to it as mad tyte. Maybe his old man had smacked some sense into him, or maybe its just that many people bitten by the ***** bug dont have someone like his father in his life to tell them of their mistakes. He started pulling the cover off the car and the shinyness of the blue metallic paint started getting him more exited and he just ripped the cover off of the car. Shocked to see a 1957 Chevy Bel Air staring him right in the face was enough to make him almost wet hisself. "Pops is this mine?" he screamed. "It sure the hell is"his father said looking proud "Your grandfather and I knew the time would come to get you a car. We decided to let you pick your first car to see which way you would go. You chose the import scene. That is why when you was ten years old we found this a few towns over real cheap and decided it would be a good fixer upper. Now the restoration is complete and the car is yours. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. The keys are in the ignition and this is yours" his father handed over a lil black box the size of a cigarette pack. He opened it and inside was a MOBIL gas card. "Take it son your gonna need it."

Orlando started up the old car. It screamed at him with a nice rich sound. You can hear everything inside the engine turning all at once and was the nicest sound he's ever heard. He revved it and noticed that the exhaust was ten times louder than the civiv he had and much more nicer. He popped the hood and looked into the humungous engine bay. A nice clean engine with a lot of chrome parts and the block was painted the same metallic blue as his car. On top of the air cleaner was a sticker meticulously stuck on that read 454ci. He turned to his pops with a smile and said "Hey pops thanks for the car but theres one thing wrong with it." his fathered particularly looked bothered and said "What can possibly be wrong with this car?" "We're gonna have to do something with this sticker on the air cleaner!" and they all laughed at the same time at his little joke. "Lets take it for a spin shall we?" Orlando said, but his grandfather and father started getting in their cars and they all rode around the town 3 generations of a family all with powerful muscle cars.

This is where the story of Orlando's "MAD TYTE CIVIC" comes to end but the story is much far from over.

When Orlando brought his car home and parked it in the garage his father said he needed to take Orlando somewhere. Orlando remembered the outcome of what happened when his father said that 12 hours ago so he obliged without consent. They pull up in front of a church and his father dropped him off. "I'll be back in an hour. Just go inside that door and listen to what they have to say." his father said. "No problem pops." Orlando replied. On the way inside he couldn't help but notice that in front of a 99 Mustang Cobra was a 92 Mercury Topaz XR5. He couldnt help but laugh at both cars and proceeded inside. There was a sign that said "Welcome to Liars Anonymous". Someone was already speaking in the room and he walked in and sat down. The kid was finishing up speaking and they all turned to Orlando and asked "What is your name?". He spoke "Hi, my name is Orlando. I pretty much know why im here. I used to go around and lie to people that my honda civic was fast. My family came together and showed me the error of my ways quickly. I now know that theres no reason to lie about any car no matter how fast or slow it may be, theres just no reason for it." they all clapped and some kid chimed in "Yeah i know what you mean, but my family sent me here because i keep insisting that my 92 Mercury XR5 is quick. It really is. I was shown a 15.1 timeslip when i bought the car, and i cant but help to believe it. Its a 3.0 vulcan with a 5 speed, but nobody believes me that my car is quick. I guess it might not be as quick as im saying it is but it's still quick." just then a kid from across the room drinking a cofee commented "15.1 geez thats slow, my 99 Cobra ran a 13.1 but no one will believe me." he said waving a timeslip and it fell and i picked it up and it read 13.5 for the 99 Cobra. I just smiled and handed it back to him. My father came to pick me up after it was over and i just gave him the biggest hug I've ever gave him and said "Thanks pops. I love you."

omg ur my hero that **** about the topaz that just made my day even week and the one about the mustang o myyy i bet 5.0 is cracking great story man i believe you should make fun of mustangs and topazs alot more i give u 10 thumbs up since i cant do the smilie illjust say it 10 thumbs up

thats some funny **** lmfao

im still rolling all over the floor and caughing

Classic.

dave

thanks:lala: :lala:

awsome... now i can pee... ahhhhhhh

Good story, sad part is I could actually see it happening in the near future.

LMAO!!!

That ending was hillarious.

Ending was GREAT!!!!!

ROFLMAO, or trying not to seeing as how I'm in the computer lab at college. I loved that ending.

make somore stories so we can make fun of topaz boi and his ***** friends.

haha..................first and second stories were cool but the third pissed me off and for that.............you are a complete and utter dueschbag moron

Uh oh... jocww and Camaro_1986_19 posted in the same thread. If it wasn't gonna get locked before it is now...

IBTL x2

oh good, i made it in. Good story. :hail: 454 cubes!

~Matt

This stuff is really funny ....lol

maybe NAstyEssCee should become a
pro writer ....

He got my vote (and probably another 18,654) less the two that shall remain nameless...