Originally Posted by DavidM

Once upon a time there was a little ricer named civic. One day while trying to be the baddest ricer in the land civic came across a little white Mustang. Civic wanted to prove to the mustang that he could play with the big boys will all of his 2.0 liters, turbo and lawnmower sounding muffler, he began to rev up his little rice burner engine for all that it was worth, but the mustang couldn't hear the little ricer over the thunderous exhaust that the bigger american V-8 was thumping out. The white Mustang tried to ignore the pesky little ricer and his ignorant driver. Civic the ricer was persistant and finally aggrivated the white mustang so badly that with one fell swoop, the white mustang slammed in the clutch yanked the transmission into 1st gear and mashed the go peddal. The mustang was off and the little retarded ricer began to fall further and further behind. The mustang rowed thru the gears, finally landing in fourth gear pulling hard at over 110 MPH. Civic the ricer was now so far behind that he could not catch up. The mustang feeling that to embarrass the ricer any further was pointless and began to slow down. Civic the ricer seeing this decided that he needed to prove once and for all that he was worthy to run the Mustang and as the bad mustang slowed down the little rice burner wizzed by the mustang with a fart like noise from his lawnmower muffler at a earthshattering 80 MPH. Poor pittiful ricer.

Originally Posted by DavidM

The avatar explains it all. I think it is a picture of the little voice in your head trying to get out.