I have a problem with some of my fellow drivers. It is with those people who think that the rest of the world is interested in listening to a deep booming sound. It is with those people who feel the need to turn up their car stereo so loudly they guarantee that they will they suffer permanent hearing loss.
I could care less what you are listening to. Howard Stern, Rap, Rock or whatever floats your boat is fine with me. The one thing that irritates me is that you think that I want to listen with you.
I don't. I have no need to share and this is why I am working on a special invention.
It is a little device that I'll call the bass blaster or radio killer or something along those lines. It has one purpose and that is to disable your radio. I look forward to watching the confused look on your face when you realize that there is no longer any need to bob your head to the music.
I get downright giddy thinking about how much fun it is going to be to save your hearing so that your ears can do more than decorate your head. Stay tuned and see what happens.
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
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I'm with you on this, espcially when my car is vibrating from the moron in next lane over or right behind me.
Ha,yes. Isn't it illegal in some areas to have volume at a certain level? If not it should be. And no joke it's a health violation.
-Mitch
Great idea. I'll take 2, please!
True story: my husband & I were stopped at a light, and in the white, shiny baby Benz next to us, a baby gangsta (apologies for the stereotype- I'll bet he's actually a nineteen year old attorney) had the stereo cranked so high the road was shaking. My husband's response was to turn our stereo on, quickly click it to the horrible top 40 station specially designed for such occasions, and blast him back with "Breakfast at Tiffany's". The look on the little guy's face was priceless.
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