I have an inexhaustible list of things wrong with everyone on the road and how they conduct their road business. Between SoCal (manic) and Seattle (codeine), everyone is a total dickhole driver. No one can drive. I can't, so duh. But there's one thing that never fails to make me want to throw empty wine bottles (heyyy, multiple is ok as long as they were cheap!) at your shitty ride.
Your fucking soundsystem. I get it. You want to show off your bass and your subwoofer and your speakers and your amplifiers and every other piece of equipment you can shove into the tiny recesses of your '93 Festiva. But hey, guess what, trunks are for dead hookers and not overpriced pieces of kiddie electronics that shake my apartment like it's goddamn San Francisco, 1906. You know that sub you paid $400 for? The distortions coming out of that thing could shatter glass. And to make it even worse you're always bumping some shit that contains all of four words and one basic bass line yelling BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM. So a) that's not music and b) maybe look at a dictionary. You don't even have to read it - just look at it, and think about how many words are in there. Yeah, head down. You're a fucking moron.
To all you bass crusaders and sonic offenders out there, you're wasting your money. All you're doing is telling the world you have no taste, no understanding of equipment, and a fat wallet ripe for mugging. I hope you do get mugged, you shitbirds, and I also hope you crash your car into a tree. Shut the fuck up. Stop it. You're some of the worst assholes on the road.
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