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Pepsi and NASCAR: A Catfight

If I'm talking about NASCAR you know either a major crash happened, something stupid happenned or I found something humurous. Well it was the latter two. This here is Jamie McMurray enjoying a cool refreshing Coca Cola after his win this weekend. So what's the big deal? Well he won the Pepsi 400 meaning that after spending countless dollars on sponsoring a NASCAR race for many year, Pepsi managed to get spit in the face by the winner of their race. Quality. This is how I'd have to imagine the conversation between Pepsi and NASCAR going.

Pepsi: Hi NASCAR

NASCAR: Pepsi how ya been?

Pepsi: Been better...

NASCAR: What yall mean, we just had here the closest dog gone race in the history of NASCAR.

Pepsi: Ya that's f'n super, that Jamie McMurray guy seems like quite the character.

NASCAR: Yup he sure is, what seems to be crawlin up your behind?

Pepsi: Are you god damn serious? Are you that f'n hick and stupid? Did you not see that assclown drinking f'n coke after he won our god damn race. It's our damn race, give him an f'n Pepsi. We should come down to North Carolina and kick you in the god damn testicles, in fact I think we just might get onto our private jet and do that now you dumb redneck bastard. How about next time we give you a boatload of f'n cash to sponsor one of your shit ass boring races that you atleast don't let the showcase winner advertise our main competetor, you piece of trash. How about we sue your ass for negligence?

NASCAR: Um, I'm sor

Pepsi: Shut the F up you dumb hick, I don't want to hear any of your stupid ass excuses. You suck, and you just f'd us in our ass. Why don't you just screw Coke right in front of us. Alright that's it F you we're coming down to NC and punching you square in the jaw. [CLICK]


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Anonymous said…
So what does the guy who drives the Jack Daniels car do if he wins the Ol' Grandad 400? I hope to hell that I would see a pic similar to McMurray's, except with a fifth of JD to his lips and a big middle finger for Ol' Grandad.

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