This truck totally kicks ass at Dance Dance Revolution. Also, if you drive it through West Hollywood, you’re definitely getting lucky, cowboy.
The Party Truck Brings the Dance, You Still Need to Supply the Ruffies
By Robert Emslie
Mar 30, 2010
Kamil Kaluski
I need acid.
I need one of those cool Hooniverse Trucker's hats and a CB handle and we could start ourselves a convoy!
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I absolutely read that as ruffles – like potato chips. And now I want them and dip. And no, I have not been hitting the ermmmm….Hooka. I promise.
Make that 2, although I supplemented the chips craving with a delicous frosty beverage
Mmmmm beeeerrrrr.
I also wondered what potato chips had to do with this trippy truck… my eyesight ain't what it used to be…
The one good thing about doing way too much acid in college was that now if you cross your eyes just right, you can give yourself a temporary "flashback". Free Buzz! (Oh wait, I paid for that buzz about five thousand times over).
Aw, hell, those synapses haven't worked for years. I just tried them, got a mental "404" thing.
All right, I understand that may not have been real, and the magic of the silver screen and what have you, but I want one one of those. When I hit powerball that's going to be the first thing I commission, and then I'll drive it across the country, partying the entire time.
Since when did Tron roll a Freightliner?
Anybody else disappointed that Chris "Party Boy" Pontius didn't leap out of the cab at the end?
I always wondered why they were called roofies. Cause you're more likely to end up on the floor than the roof. They should call em groundies.
Stealth Dekotora?
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I think "ruffies" is something your golden retriever does when he wants out.
I thought "Ruffies" was a trash bin liner.
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