C4 Carols
Was a domestic V8 and no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this d**n Corvette, even with its big blower,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Corvette erupts in clouds of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I’m the star of the action,
But I know I’m in trouble when the V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM’s sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping kart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do, is keep the four-banger straining,
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying now a thing of the past,
Don’t bother with third, cause now it’s too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can’t win them all," he says in a fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing,"
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow…it will be a better night."
Last edited by Garret; Dec 24, 2009 at 10:52 AM.





OK guys, team effort here, I'll take verse 1 but hand off to others to finish
I'm dreaming of a white C-4
modded so it will really go
where the tires squeal
when away I peel
making everything else look slow!
Your turn!
At every blasted traffic light
May you wheels be shiny and bright
And may all your performance mods be right.




Had a very shiny nose,
And if you ever saw him,
You would surely say “he goes!”
All of the other corvettes,
Used to laugh and call him names,
They never let poor C-4,
Play in any corvette games.
Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
Santa came to say,
C-4 with your hood so bright,
Won’t you cruise with me tonight?
Then all of the other corvettes loved him,
As they heard him rev the LT,
Rudolph the clam-shelled C-4
You’ll go down in history!
Must be something in the water in Canada.
This is a good one and she was on Letterman last night and still looked good and sounded great for her age.
Joe




This is a good one and she was on Letterman last night and still looked good and sounded great for her age.
Joe
The Best of Corvette for Corvette Enthusiasts


Santa Claus and his old lady.
Mike

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbw9-uq9sMU


My C4 experiences are something like CorvetteMikes
On the 12th day of Christmas my 89 gave to me
2 flatbed trips
Temp gauge exploding
Head gaskets failing
Intake gaskets dripping
2 cats failing
MAf sensor wacky
Cooling fans a failing
Idling like a stuck pig
Injectors sticking
Amps were a popping
Targa Top a dripping
interior a squeaking
But it looked cool
Sorry guys.

Not a vett was stiring not one around
the stocking were hung by the chimmy with care
In hopes St,Nick would soon be there
The wives were nestled all snug in their beds
While vissions of diamonds danced in their heads
And me in my jeans and a tank full of gas
Had just went out for a long winter blast
When out on the road their rose such a roar
I spun around the conner to see what it boar
Away to the hightway I flew like a flash
Tore on the gas to catch their ***
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But hundreads of vetts I could see and here
I knew in a moment this was going to be cool
The night before christmas and we could all at like a fool
And then the engines whistled their tires they spun
You could here our Exhaust and then we were gone
To the road, then turn by the wall
We dash away dash away all
With the vetts full of gifts in the door we ran
Bearing gifts to the old folks so happy and grand
Then down the road we were bound
To the next stop at the end of town
With a bundle of toys flung over or backs
We go to the hospital of sick kids and drop the sack
Their eyes how they twinkled their smiles so bright
As they all an around we knew we did right
In a wink of our eyes we hit the gas
Soon we knew it was time to pass
We spoke not a word but went stright to our houses
And filled our stocking quite as mouses
And laying a finger on my nose
And giving a nod up to bed I go
Making others happy was so good to know
Merry Christmas





Not a vett was stiring not one around
the stocking were hung by the chimmy with care
In hopes St,Nick would soon be there
The wives were nestled all snug in their beds
While vissions of diamonds danced in their heads
And me in my jeans and a tank full of gas
Had just went out for a long winter blast
When out on the road their rose such a roar
I spun around the conner to see what it boar
Away to the hightway I flew like a flash
Tore on the gas to catch their ***
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But hundreads of vetts I could see and here
I knew in a moment this was going to be cool
The night before christmas and we could all at like a fool
And then the engines whistled their tires they spun
You could here our Exhaust and then we were gone
To the road, then turn by the wall
We dash away dash away all
With the vetts full of gifts in the door we ran
Bearing gifts to the old folks so happy and grand
Then down the road we were bound
To the next stop at the end of town
With a bundle of toys flung over or backs
We go to the hospital of sick kids and drop the sack
Their eyes how they twinkled their smiles so bright
As they all an around we knew we did right
In a wink of our eyes we hit the gas
Soon we knew it was time to pass
We spoke not a word but went stright to our houses
And filled our stocking quite as mouses
And laying a finger on my nose
And giving a nod up to bed I go
Making others happy was so good to know
Merry Christmas
THAT IS AWESOME!!
















