There's nothing better than reading Loud & Clear from the comfort of your toilet seat, is there? You have the silence of the closed bathroom, minus the ass blasts, the splash of the water, and the flipping of the pages ... but wait. Why flip to other pages? All you need to do is stay on Loud & Clear. We have letters to make your feces laugh, the TP roll, and the toilet slap its knee. Read on, you stank-ass bastards, and don't wipe just yet. Read about balut, male mammaries, and salad tossing. Wanna know the secret behind Ricky's love affair? Read on. How 'bout the size of Nads' male mountains? Read on. Wonder why Super Street is so successful? Read on. Loud & Clear is three pages of pure bliss-minus the orgasm part-but plenty of smiles. It'll have you sitting on the throne for hours on end, while roommates and siblings knock down the door telling you to get out. Well, screw them. Tell them to read Loud & Clear! In fact, while you're sitting down, grab a freakin' pen and write something to us at Super Street Loud & Clear, 6420 Wilshire Blvd., Los Angeles, CA 90048, or e-mail sstreet@primedia.com. Tell us how well your bowels are moving, how much crap you're producing, and describe the sweet smell of ass waste. We love it! Speaking of ass waste, check out Joe's letter from San Blow-se, California. He took his time to write one horrible letter, divulging his total hatred of Super Street. He obviously doesn't read Loud & Clear. For that, he got Letter of the Month and won some manga products from Raijin Comics (www.raijincomics.com), including a T-shirt, six mangas, and some pins that he can fasten to his face. Screw you, Joe!
Letter Of The MonthYour magazine is crappy. I hate it. Your editors are immature attention deficits who can't edit to save their asses. All of your show coverage should be much longer with a lot more pictures of all of those dope-ass cars. Your writers are moronic freaks who should not be allowed to take up the precious space around the pictures of the rides. Just give me Fast Facts next to each car and no garbage. And what the hell is wrong with those Japanese tuners giving everyone the finger everywhere? Can somebody tell them they are going to be put in a mass publicized magazine before the picture's taken? Oh yeah, can any of you guys drift? You guys seem like wusses to me. In the meantime, I'll have to buy your magazine, despite your poor sense of organization. Later.Joe N. San Jose, California
Hope you don't mind, but we e-mailed you all the viruses from our computer. Also, we strongly advise that you don't attend the car shows any of our editors are covering. Because if by "drift" you mean "pimp slap," then, yes, we can drift the hell out of you. See you in San Blow-se, Blow!
Melt In Your HandsWhat is up with the production quality of thy holy magazine lately? I just open the thing and it starts falling apart. Pages and pages come out just from turning the page on the first time! I remember man-handling, tossing, and steppin' on some of my older editions, and they still held up fine. What the hell is really crackin'? It's pissing me off. Fix it!Ricardo MartinezVia the Internet
Why you would "man handle" the magazine is still a mystery to us. But it's great to know that we're being tossed-salad anyone?
We Love '80s FlicksI was just reading the October edition of Super Street and, as always, I felt compelled to torture myself by reading something that had Naderi's name on it. As usual, the movie name that he quoted was wrong; it's Corvette Summer, not Corvette Fever. I know, who cares? But this is the useless trivia that I exist for.S. HarrisPort Henry, New York
Here's some advise. Take the razor with the flow of the stream, not across it.