An italian word, which means, roughly translated into english: "needs a little extra oomph with the ladies". Although a small minority of ferrari drivers actually do what these cars are meant to do (race 'em), most are goofy playboys who thank god that most modern ferraris are offered with "sport automatic" transmission options, because they don't know how to drive stick anyway. These knuckleheads can also often be found bragging about the stats of the cars found on paper, even though they never had the gonads to actually verify those stats themselves. Those who want to go balls-to-the-wall fast AND are confident in thier sexuality skip right over ferraris and lambos and go straight to thier local lotus dealer, or, for those with HUGE bollacks, purchase an ariel atom. They then proceed to pocket the extra 200k they would have dropped on a ferrari and laugh at cock-boy with his automatic modena.
a ferrari will get swallowed whole by an ariel atom. its just a shame that the ferrari fanboy will be left in the dust, and the atom driver will recieve mad women who are impressed with his insane fortitude and driving skill.
At one time, a tuner did indeed mean someone who actually focused on performance for thier automobiles. now its a byword for riceboy extreme, used by those who are attempting to pull themselves out of the mire of trashy, goofy crud that the "import scene" has become. this is quite evident in the article above, where the schmuck mentions "audio" when discussing "performance upgrades". race cars dont have subwoofers, jackoff. have fun driving around whatever piece of shit ricemobile you happen to have.
"tuner car" owner: YO DAWG MAH CAR HAS IT ALL ISS GOT COLD AIR INTAKE A PERFORMANCE EXHAUST TIP AND BIG CHROME WHEELS SHIT DIS THING GOS TOOO FAST!!!
me: you have 2 options: go back to watching fast and the furious with your pregnant teenage girlfriend, or i kill you on the spot. how dare you tarnish the reputation of automobile modders.
An average to less than average car, which has been elevated in it's owners eyes to something much more than it is. This owner usually suffers from delusions of grandeur, and actively engages in the act of welling. Owners of lamborghini poompompos will sometimes be seen discussing thier cars with people with little to no knowledge of automobiles, and attempt to convince them that thier car is, in fact, a lamborghini poompompo, a model custom-made for them. Tragically, the belief that thier car has racing prowess usually goes along with this belief, resulting in many a loss for the weller who owns this particular poompompo.
As young christopher drove by the little league game, he felt a surge of confidence as he flipped the switch to activate the 2,000 LEDs mounted on his lamborghini poompompo (badly mauled and abused first-gen honda CRX). He knew the only thing to do now was the rev it up to 8,000 RPM for no reason, save to send the roar of the poompompo to the heavens.
Quite unflatteringly put, the party van is a slightly tired 1993 plymouth voyager. However, thats not where the magic ends. This said van is driven around the tri-state area by a crowd of rowdy teenagers to let others know that a party is, in fact, going to go down tonight, or soon thereafter. The party van is differentiated by the other ten zillion voyagers in the road due to the lynard skynard, rush, rob zombie, etc. blaring from it, and the constant commands of those inside to "ROCK THIS BITCH!!!", which refers to the passengers moving from side to side, causing the entire party van to shake violently on its already weak suspension. When not in use to notify an impending party, the party van sits in a dark garage, watching, waiting....keep an eye out for the party van in your tri-state area...
Friend #1: OH SHIT NIGGA!!!! THAT WAS THE FUCKIN' PARTY VAN THAT JUST BLEW BY DOIN 70 IN A RESIDENTIAL!!!
Friend #2: "fuck yeah dogg, i call no buysies on the beer. i'm housin' the bud. god the sight of The Party Van is nice on sore eyes..."