As chatterboxes you are such amateurs. My grandmother (whose 90th birthday we celebrate tomorrow) can wipe the floor with any of you.
Holy crap.
I just heard a car go by blasting rap out of its open windows.
Normally this shouldn't surprise anyone, except for two problems:
1. This town isn't heavily populated by the type of urbanites who would listen to rap.
2. MY HOUSE IS MORE THAN 250 FEET AWAY FROM THE STREET, there are woods in between, and my windows are closed. And yet I heard the playback quite clearly as the car went by. I can't imagine the kind of volume that must be present inside the car.
Imagine a van, with large horn speakers on the roof, with the horns pointed
toward the right, each speaker being fed by a 1,000 watt audio amplifier,
each amplifier being fed by your most (un)favorite rap performer (they are
NOT singers), the van drifting slowly along past the IG-burg....
Leaving out the cost of the vehicle - about 2 grand in audio gear for a total waste of electricity!
...and I'd bet the tags on the van would prove it to be from North Philadelphia. <evil grin>
Leaving out the cost of the vehicle - about 2 grand in audio gear for a total waste of electricity!
...and I'd bet the tags on the van would prove it to be from North Philadelphia. <evil grin>
The mention of horn speakers on the roof of a vehicle can only make me think
of one phrase:
"TONIGHT ONLY, THE FABULOUS BLUES BROTHERS, RHYTHM AND BLUES REVUE."
"TONIGHT ONLY, THE FABULOUS BLUES BROTHERS, RHYTHM AND BLUES REVUE."
I have come to the conclusion that today's "kids" like rap "music" and covering their bodies in ink.
Oh, man, if only the ink were really oily, you could probably put together one hell of a porn video.