PlatKat.com: Damn Skippy, I Rock Out While I'm Driving in the Car

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Damn Skippy, I Rock Out While I'm Driving in the Car

That's right, as long as music exists, it will be blasting at full volume through my factory-standard Monsoon speakers, except for the left rear one that I blew out last year but never fixed, and I will be rocking out to it. My favorite rap hits from the 90s, slammin' punk rock, diva house music... It doesn't matter. Even if I only know half the words, I'm singing along, and probably dancing too. Bjork comes on, I'm mimmicking every word, pant, moan, and scream. Classic oldies? I'm totally croonin'. What if there are no words? Ha! I'll make my own, or sing along with the guitar wah-wahs and kicking basslines. I don't care if the top is down with all the windows open and I'm on a crowded highway in stopped traffic, my car is a fucking party. If my steering wheel could talk, it would cry from being drummed on all the time. I may look strange, but it's more fun than turning on the radio just so you can ignore it and stare vacantly down the road waiting to get rolled by a semi. Learn how to listen to music, fuckers!

Everyone should always rock out while they're driving in the car!!

posted by platkat @ 11:09 AM