Mar
27
2009

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PSA #1 – Rice, Don’t Let it Happen to You

This is the first in our new series of public service announcements. With this series we hope to raise the public’s awareness on automotive issues that may be often overlooked. Hope you enjoy the series, and that maybe you’ll learn a thing or two along the way.

- Charlie 

Rice, it can happen anywhere, at anytime. You have to be on a constant vigil against rice or it may happen to you. It usually starts with looking at the new Honda and saying, “You know what? That’s a good looking and economical car. I think I shall buy it.” Then you start hanging out with the wrong crowd. You know, the guys over at the Honda forums or Hyundai Drivers Association and you see how much “cooler” their cars are than your stock car.  BAM! Out of nowhere, rice happens. 

So how do you know if it’s happened to you? For your convenience we’ve assembled a gallery of images from across the interweb to aid you in your diagnosis.

So you still can’t tell if rice has happened yet or not? Then keep reading…

ricerYou want that new performance exhaust, but you don’t have the cash, so instead you buy the cheap fart can exhaust. Next thing you know you’ve got a 3 foot tall spoiler and hundreds of stickers! And now you’re thinking I’m pretty fly and I’ve got a sweet ride. But NO, NO it’s not, you really look like these guys. —>

Next thing you know, your girl friend leaves you because … well you look like those guys. And you probably own a monster tach that gives you at least an extra 10hp, but you wouldn’t know because you’ve never been to a dyno, and you’re not real sure what one is. Then you lose your job at Taco Smell because you kept staring longingly out the drive-thru at your Riced out Tiburon and your parents won’t speak to you anymore because they’ve gone deaf from that high pitched screech your Integra’s body kit now makes as it scrapes along the pavement when you pull in to the driveway.

You’re all alone now. It’s just you and your riced out Toyota, you have no friends and you can’t pick up any chicks because for some reason they all laugh you as you drive by. And you just can’t figure out why. Then maybe, just maybe, rice happened. So what’s the cure? I recommend 5 gallons of gasoline and a match. It’s really the only effective way to put that poor car out of it misery. But for you? You my friend are just screwed.

And remember friends don’t let friends drive rice.

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