2006 GS Interior no good
.....for sex. The curves and lines on the new design does look way better with sharper and more defined shapes. And that's the problem. Lexus has decided to follow BMW in this direction and now one will suffer bruises and scrapes from all the sharper corners in the vehicles during the heat of the moment. I know, I use to ache alot and couldn't figure out why after doing it in the bimmers. But no more ache in the used SC400 Lex I bought last summer. Your partner is almost guaranteed skid marks in this new model.
My other complaint with the 06 GS is the rear interior space is alot smaller than I thought from such a long vehicle. Probably have to pick shorter chicks.
My other complaint with the 06 GS is the rear interior space is alot smaller than I thought from such a long vehicle. Probably have to pick shorter chicks.
Originally Posted by Celicamaro
..... Probably have to pick shorter chicks. 

And drive it does....trust me.
Originally Posted by jracerlmn
her car? no way man...do you know how HARD it is to get busy in an IS3?
I think if you can afford an 06 GS then you should be able to afford a room if you can't get her home.
Originally Posted by Vegassc400
LOL. I have no idea.
I think if you can afford an 06 GS then you should be able to afford a room if you can't get her home.
I think if you can afford an 06 GS then you should be able to afford a room if you can't get her home.
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. Your out of control Celica!! How about putting the front passenger seat on full recline, if the backseat is too tight or if there has to many sharp edges. I'm sure you tried that. Make sure you put that towel down too.
. Your out of control Celica!! How about putting the front passenger seat on full recline, if the backseat is too tight or if there has to many sharp edges. I'm sure you tried that. Make sure you put that towel down too. Last edited by magneto112; Mar 24, 2005 at 10:46 AM.
Originally Posted by Vegassc400
Any guys really have sex in their cars?
You're supposed to use her car.

You're supposed to use her car.

what if she has a moped
id rather not have any stains in the Lex
you never know where sh*t ends up
example :::Something about Mary
I usually carry a big stuffy blanket or sleeping bag neatly roll it up in the trunk. When the girls ask what it's for, I'd say to help stranded motorists who aren't lucky enough to drive ultra reliable Lexuses. (But we all know it's really cuz it's easier to clean a blanket than the car).
That line usually work, they think you're rich, smart, and caring, it adds a touch of romance to the game, basically you're a bigger catch. But when it's all over, they notice no skid marks and weird bruises on their bodies, then they really appreciate the blanket, especially the ones that have husbands or boyfriends. In the past some of my girls use to get in trouble with the people they're cheatin on due to visible bruises and calises on their knees(prolong doggy style on hard surfaces). I don't normally mess with married chicks, but sometimes even a player gets fooled, in my case I allow myself to be fooled when they tell me they ain't married. Don't know why but I find it hard to resist that overplayed line especially when she's hot.
Lately I've been contemplating putting a stop to doing it in the car. It's startin to get really expensive and unpractical. All the cars that I've used for sex have broken down mysteriously. Last fall I ran into this fellow asian dude and he told me that I shouldn't curse my cars by having sex in it. It's an asian thing he says. I told him he was full of *****, even if he was right, I'm doing it in a Lexus, the worlds most reliable vehicle. He says even Toyotas are not immune when one disrespect ones vehicle like that. Things that normally don't break will break.
He claimed domestics were cursed from the factory cuz workers don't wash their hands before returning to work after using the toilets that's why their cars are always having problems. Dude also said he use to work for Ford as an engineer and some workers were jerking off during breaks and having nooners with fellow workers of the opposite sex. They were using parts destined for vehicle assembly to support their bodies during sex, thereby cursing them. I said that's Bulls$#&, he said just look at the Ford Focus, everything was fine in Europe til they brought it here, then it's recall after recall. Nissan has never had this much quality problems until they start essembling tons of vehicles here, it's an american thing, we like messin around while working.
I said what about the Camries and all the Hondas built here, they're always rated top in quality. He says the Japanese managers are supertough on their american workers so curses don't happen while the big 3 are not since they don't believe in it(same with the Euros). The US built Toyotas and Hondas maybe highly rated but still not on par with those built in Japan. That's why the Japanese still don't trust their best vehicles to be built here(RL, TSX, NSX, Almost all Lexus, Supra, Mr2, Infinitis, EVOs, STi,). GM has hired Toyotas main quality guy out of retirement to boost GMs quality. He's pretty sure that this Toyota dude is implamenting some curse prevention programs at GM as we speak, that's why lately GM vehicles have scored alot higher.
I thought the guy was nuts and need to take that superstitious stuff back to the Shaolin temple where women are outlawed (due to the distraction they cause to meditating monks), but as the years go by, I start noticing that I don't have as much time with the girls because I was always at the dealership for service. As I got older, the girls got smarter and have higher expectations, I was running out of excuses when I couldn't go on dates after they fall for my cheesy lines or when I was playing 2 or 3 girls at once I was always late cuz the cars would die on me when I really need it. Here's what I recalled happened to some of my cars.....
85 RX-7 GSL-SE.....Great little car, very fun to drive, window seals and aerodynamics were horrible(70s technology), but no problems for 2 years until one night I couldn't find a vacant Motel and started fingering this girl inside the car to warm her up then took her outside and nail her on the side of the car. (RX-7 too small inside). Next month something in the suspension broke and I flew off the road. Car was totalled. 2 months prior I had replace all 4 shocks with aftermarket performance units and polyurethane bushings. I was there watching the mechanic put everything together and everything felt great and solid.
1987 Rx-7 Turbo-II.....Bought it brand new, great handling, looks great(back in it's days), good turbo punch but a little too much lag and ride is on the harse side. But I was young, ride quality didn't matter. Car was a chick magnet as well as guy magnet. I had more problems with male car enthusiasts chasing me around wanting to find out what kind of car it is. At only 12K and only a week after I show this girl who was boss, tranny went bad, all the gates were locked, shifter wouldn't go in(kind of like trying to enter a vagina that was blocked with an iron gate). Warranty took care of it.
Then my cousin called from Cali and said he had a couple of hot chicks waiting. Wanting to impress them, I got in the car and made the two day drive and was soon munchin on a huge set of silicon filled hooters in the 7. Took one of the girls to Vegas for more bangin action, got to Vegas engine over heated and car died in the middle of busy intersection. Towed it to local Mazda dealer, Service manager said exhaust manifold was glowing cherry red at normal operation temperatures, doesn't know why, never seen anything like it in his 20+ years with Mazda. They gave me a new motor, took 3 weeks to complete.
Missed the car so much I was having trouble getting a hardon. So I ended up losing a ton of cash at the black jack table due to the stress. After 3 weeks, I was so happy to get the car back I pulled over a couple of blocks after picking it up from the dealership lot and had the girl give me a BJ. That's the best I've had yet. A week after getting home, exhuast manifold cracked and developed a leak, car sounded like a modified Civic. DAM!! I'm not even an aggressive driver, always took care of the car and never beat on it, just in it, on a girls chest to be exact. couldn't believe the problems I was having.
Car continued to be in the shop for more things that normally don't break like hydraulic unit for the anti-lock brakes(Cost me 2 grand, waranty was over). Catalytic converters rusted out, there was 3 of them, another $1500, local Mazda dealer says it's normal and I was dumb at the time). I love the car so much I kept it for 2 years til I couldn't afford to maintian it anymore and trade it for a Prelude. The Honda saved my *** and allowed me time to recoupe all the money I've spent fixing the 7. Prelude was fun to drive, very good handling with a great expansive view of the road, steering wasn't as tight or direct as the 7, a little too artificially boosted but it was smooth riding and economical. Only problem was, I couldn't get any fine girls with the Honda. If I had that car when the importscene was boomin, I'd done good with the honeys. But my timing was way off as the import revolution was still in it's infantcy(even by Caifornia standards) plus I was living in ghetto-*** Minnesota which wasalways behind the times. The only females attracted to the Lude was geeky but brainy highschool teens. Lude never had any mechanical problem whatsoever since I never got laid in it. So I moved to Vegas and bought a 1990 BMW 318.
I was young and dumb and bought into the brand name thing. The Bimmer was no better than
a Corolla or Civic. In fact, that model looks very similar to a corolla or sentra with a meaner looking front end. As far as performance and comfort go, the Lude run circles around it. Bimmers door were thin and cheap looking, plastics were hard, steering was slow and numb, accelleration was even slower, car had a old world feel to it. But who cares, it's the blu and white propeller at the nose that matters. And it did, chicks was hitting on me left and right and I started digging how chicks in Vegas think. Unfortunately I wasn't a very good player so I got played and ended up getting stuck with a FINEASS girl friend, she was an amatuer runway model. Financially, I was doing allright for a single guy, but with the bimmer, I look like some rich kid or some young executive. She was attracted to that image.
She drove an automatic Corolla that her dad bought her brand new, car had about 30K when I met her, although she never abused the car, she didn't really like it much either. For some strange reason even at that time I knew the hard plastics and sharp curves in the bimmers interior was going to be a problem, so I persuaded her to spread her legs for me inside her own car instead. Since a player never allow their women to have access to their place when they're not there. I never made her a key to my place. Cuz next thing you know your bathroom is clean and the place smells great. Can't have that.
By not allowing her to have full access to me, she can't seem to get enough of me. That allows me to have my way with her and her things. So the poor corolla became our second bed when I'm too lazy to drive all the way back to my place. One day I get a call from her saying she needs a ride and want me to pick her up. I thought it was just another attempt to get a ride in the bimmer, turns out the corolla's tranny broke. I thought it was pretty weird, never heard Toyotas having tranny problems, especialy automatics. But it did. I help her paid for the part of bill Toyota wouldn't pickup cuz they couldn't believe such a thing happened.
Since we got along great and she always make me look good when we go out. I continued going out with her for another year and half cuz I was starting to get slightly whooped. Guess y'all could say I started falling for her. Being in that weaker state of mind, I let my guard down and started to do crazy things like trying to show to her that she was more important than the car. So I made her dream come true by bangin her in the bimmer. She had always wanted that. This ***** happens when one breaks the players rule by having a girlfriend. Not only am I slightly whooped, bimmer started having problem. Steering rack developed a weird grinding noise that dealers are dumbfounded over. Even after replacing the whole steering system, noise still exist. Then engine started leaking oil that took multiple visits to get correct and cost a ton of money. Car only had 55K at that time.
Being so close to southern Cal, the importscene hit Vegas fast so I got into it big time. I was out every weekend street racing with the guys til early in the morning. When they open the track for midnight racers, you couldn't find me at the clubs. After work, I usually went straight to the speedshop and eventually got rid of bimmer for a Civic hatchback to modify for track duty.
92 Civic Hatchback - No mechanical problems, but had to dump it since girlfriend threaten to leave. Whooped again. Bought 92 Mr2Turbo, She loves it and wanted to get married, I didn't, we separated.
92 Mr2 Turbo - Fun little car to drive. Very reliable and economical, very fast when boost is cranked up and looks great when modified. Didn't win the girl back, but a great car to keep yourself happy during downtime. When modified correctly, the look can almost replace a hot chick, unfortunately it attracts more guys instead.
96 Maxima - Not a babe magnet so no mysterious problem. It's not a players car and I never used it for sex. Car was given free to me by relatives who felt bad seeing me head to the dealership all the time. Reliable, smooth engine, good acceleration, not very fun to drive, cheap interior, thinly insulated allowing too much road noise in. Solid axle = too much annoying bump steer.
93 SC400 - Love the look of those earlier model. Met this girl who's a friend of a friend at a club, she was drunk, I was drunk. Next day I spent the whole afternoon cleaning the interior. Following week, SC started having problem. Passenger window motor died, sometimes all electrical power would vanish and car just shuts off at highway speed, batteries fully charged and connection is solid, but everything electrical is dead inside and outside the car, that includes dome lights, ignition switch, headlights, realights, brakes, everything. It's almost as if some unseen force is blocking the power. When you least expect it, everything comes back on and works perfectly as Lexus has intended it. Lately the tranny is making domestic truck type noises and vibration. Car idles rough. Dealer wanted $2500 to fix the window, the rest they can't figure out. Sold it for same price it cost to fix window.
Although it's hard to prove if there's anything supernatural going on. It's most likely just pure coincedence that every car I had sex in develops problem or maybe I'm just unlucky with cars. But lately I've been talking to alot of asian guys, the ones who grew up in america thinks it's balony, but the one who grew up elsewhere before coming here, they all say the same. Don't have sex in your car or you'll curse it. Thanks for reading.
That line usually work, they think you're rich, smart, and caring, it adds a touch of romance to the game, basically you're a bigger catch. But when it's all over, they notice no skid marks and weird bruises on their bodies, then they really appreciate the blanket, especially the ones that have husbands or boyfriends. In the past some of my girls use to get in trouble with the people they're cheatin on due to visible bruises and calises on their knees(prolong doggy style on hard surfaces). I don't normally mess with married chicks, but sometimes even a player gets fooled, in my case I allow myself to be fooled when they tell me they ain't married. Don't know why but I find it hard to resist that overplayed line especially when she's hot.
Lately I've been contemplating putting a stop to doing it in the car. It's startin to get really expensive and unpractical. All the cars that I've used for sex have broken down mysteriously. Last fall I ran into this fellow asian dude and he told me that I shouldn't curse my cars by having sex in it. It's an asian thing he says. I told him he was full of *****, even if he was right, I'm doing it in a Lexus, the worlds most reliable vehicle. He says even Toyotas are not immune when one disrespect ones vehicle like that. Things that normally don't break will break.
He claimed domestics were cursed from the factory cuz workers don't wash their hands before returning to work after using the toilets that's why their cars are always having problems. Dude also said he use to work for Ford as an engineer and some workers were jerking off during breaks and having nooners with fellow workers of the opposite sex. They were using parts destined for vehicle assembly to support their bodies during sex, thereby cursing them. I said that's Bulls$#&, he said just look at the Ford Focus, everything was fine in Europe til they brought it here, then it's recall after recall. Nissan has never had this much quality problems until they start essembling tons of vehicles here, it's an american thing, we like messin around while working.
I said what about the Camries and all the Hondas built here, they're always rated top in quality. He says the Japanese managers are supertough on their american workers so curses don't happen while the big 3 are not since they don't believe in it(same with the Euros). The US built Toyotas and Hondas maybe highly rated but still not on par with those built in Japan. That's why the Japanese still don't trust their best vehicles to be built here(RL, TSX, NSX, Almost all Lexus, Supra, Mr2, Infinitis, EVOs, STi,). GM has hired Toyotas main quality guy out of retirement to boost GMs quality. He's pretty sure that this Toyota dude is implamenting some curse prevention programs at GM as we speak, that's why lately GM vehicles have scored alot higher.
I thought the guy was nuts and need to take that superstitious stuff back to the Shaolin temple where women are outlawed (due to the distraction they cause to meditating monks), but as the years go by, I start noticing that I don't have as much time with the girls because I was always at the dealership for service. As I got older, the girls got smarter and have higher expectations, I was running out of excuses when I couldn't go on dates after they fall for my cheesy lines or when I was playing 2 or 3 girls at once I was always late cuz the cars would die on me when I really need it. Here's what I recalled happened to some of my cars.....
85 RX-7 GSL-SE.....Great little car, very fun to drive, window seals and aerodynamics were horrible(70s technology), but no problems for 2 years until one night I couldn't find a vacant Motel and started fingering this girl inside the car to warm her up then took her outside and nail her on the side of the car. (RX-7 too small inside). Next month something in the suspension broke and I flew off the road. Car was totalled. 2 months prior I had replace all 4 shocks with aftermarket performance units and polyurethane bushings. I was there watching the mechanic put everything together and everything felt great and solid.
1987 Rx-7 Turbo-II.....Bought it brand new, great handling, looks great(back in it's days), good turbo punch but a little too much lag and ride is on the harse side. But I was young, ride quality didn't matter. Car was a chick magnet as well as guy magnet. I had more problems with male car enthusiasts chasing me around wanting to find out what kind of car it is. At only 12K and only a week after I show this girl who was boss, tranny went bad, all the gates were locked, shifter wouldn't go in(kind of like trying to enter a vagina that was blocked with an iron gate). Warranty took care of it.
Then my cousin called from Cali and said he had a couple of hot chicks waiting. Wanting to impress them, I got in the car and made the two day drive and was soon munchin on a huge set of silicon filled hooters in the 7. Took one of the girls to Vegas for more bangin action, got to Vegas engine over heated and car died in the middle of busy intersection. Towed it to local Mazda dealer, Service manager said exhaust manifold was glowing cherry red at normal operation temperatures, doesn't know why, never seen anything like it in his 20+ years with Mazda. They gave me a new motor, took 3 weeks to complete.
Missed the car so much I was having trouble getting a hardon. So I ended up losing a ton of cash at the black jack table due to the stress. After 3 weeks, I was so happy to get the car back I pulled over a couple of blocks after picking it up from the dealership lot and had the girl give me a BJ. That's the best I've had yet. A week after getting home, exhuast manifold cracked and developed a leak, car sounded like a modified Civic. DAM!! I'm not even an aggressive driver, always took care of the car and never beat on it, just in it, on a girls chest to be exact. couldn't believe the problems I was having.
Car continued to be in the shop for more things that normally don't break like hydraulic unit for the anti-lock brakes(Cost me 2 grand, waranty was over). Catalytic converters rusted out, there was 3 of them, another $1500, local Mazda dealer says it's normal and I was dumb at the time). I love the car so much I kept it for 2 years til I couldn't afford to maintian it anymore and trade it for a Prelude. The Honda saved my *** and allowed me time to recoupe all the money I've spent fixing the 7. Prelude was fun to drive, very good handling with a great expansive view of the road, steering wasn't as tight or direct as the 7, a little too artificially boosted but it was smooth riding and economical. Only problem was, I couldn't get any fine girls with the Honda. If I had that car when the importscene was boomin, I'd done good with the honeys. But my timing was way off as the import revolution was still in it's infantcy(even by Caifornia standards) plus I was living in ghetto-*** Minnesota which wasalways behind the times. The only females attracted to the Lude was geeky but brainy highschool teens. Lude never had any mechanical problem whatsoever since I never got laid in it. So I moved to Vegas and bought a 1990 BMW 318.
I was young and dumb and bought into the brand name thing. The Bimmer was no better than
a Corolla or Civic. In fact, that model looks very similar to a corolla or sentra with a meaner looking front end. As far as performance and comfort go, the Lude run circles around it. Bimmers door were thin and cheap looking, plastics were hard, steering was slow and numb, accelleration was even slower, car had a old world feel to it. But who cares, it's the blu and white propeller at the nose that matters. And it did, chicks was hitting on me left and right and I started digging how chicks in Vegas think. Unfortunately I wasn't a very good player so I got played and ended up getting stuck with a FINEASS girl friend, she was an amatuer runway model. Financially, I was doing allright for a single guy, but with the bimmer, I look like some rich kid or some young executive. She was attracted to that image.
She drove an automatic Corolla that her dad bought her brand new, car had about 30K when I met her, although she never abused the car, she didn't really like it much either. For some strange reason even at that time I knew the hard plastics and sharp curves in the bimmers interior was going to be a problem, so I persuaded her to spread her legs for me inside her own car instead. Since a player never allow their women to have access to their place when they're not there. I never made her a key to my place. Cuz next thing you know your bathroom is clean and the place smells great. Can't have that.
By not allowing her to have full access to me, she can't seem to get enough of me. That allows me to have my way with her and her things. So the poor corolla became our second bed when I'm too lazy to drive all the way back to my place. One day I get a call from her saying she needs a ride and want me to pick her up. I thought it was just another attempt to get a ride in the bimmer, turns out the corolla's tranny broke. I thought it was pretty weird, never heard Toyotas having tranny problems, especialy automatics. But it did. I help her paid for the part of bill Toyota wouldn't pickup cuz they couldn't believe such a thing happened.
Since we got along great and she always make me look good when we go out. I continued going out with her for another year and half cuz I was starting to get slightly whooped. Guess y'all could say I started falling for her. Being in that weaker state of mind, I let my guard down and started to do crazy things like trying to show to her that she was more important than the car. So I made her dream come true by bangin her in the bimmer. She had always wanted that. This ***** happens when one breaks the players rule by having a girlfriend. Not only am I slightly whooped, bimmer started having problem. Steering rack developed a weird grinding noise that dealers are dumbfounded over. Even after replacing the whole steering system, noise still exist. Then engine started leaking oil that took multiple visits to get correct and cost a ton of money. Car only had 55K at that time.
Being so close to southern Cal, the importscene hit Vegas fast so I got into it big time. I was out every weekend street racing with the guys til early in the morning. When they open the track for midnight racers, you couldn't find me at the clubs. After work, I usually went straight to the speedshop and eventually got rid of bimmer for a Civic hatchback to modify for track duty.
92 Civic Hatchback - No mechanical problems, but had to dump it since girlfriend threaten to leave. Whooped again. Bought 92 Mr2Turbo, She loves it and wanted to get married, I didn't, we separated.
92 Mr2 Turbo - Fun little car to drive. Very reliable and economical, very fast when boost is cranked up and looks great when modified. Didn't win the girl back, but a great car to keep yourself happy during downtime. When modified correctly, the look can almost replace a hot chick, unfortunately it attracts more guys instead.
96 Maxima - Not a babe magnet so no mysterious problem. It's not a players car and I never used it for sex. Car was given free to me by relatives who felt bad seeing me head to the dealership all the time. Reliable, smooth engine, good acceleration, not very fun to drive, cheap interior, thinly insulated allowing too much road noise in. Solid axle = too much annoying bump steer.
93 SC400 - Love the look of those earlier model. Met this girl who's a friend of a friend at a club, she was drunk, I was drunk. Next day I spent the whole afternoon cleaning the interior. Following week, SC started having problem. Passenger window motor died, sometimes all electrical power would vanish and car just shuts off at highway speed, batteries fully charged and connection is solid, but everything electrical is dead inside and outside the car, that includes dome lights, ignition switch, headlights, realights, brakes, everything. It's almost as if some unseen force is blocking the power. When you least expect it, everything comes back on and works perfectly as Lexus has intended it. Lately the tranny is making domestic truck type noises and vibration. Car idles rough. Dealer wanted $2500 to fix the window, the rest they can't figure out. Sold it for same price it cost to fix window.
Although it's hard to prove if there's anything supernatural going on. It's most likely just pure coincedence that every car I had sex in develops problem or maybe I'm just unlucky with cars. But lately I've been talking to alot of asian guys, the ones who grew up in america thinks it's balony, but the one who grew up elsewhere before coming here, they all say the same. Don't have sex in your car or you'll curse it. Thanks for reading.










