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So, I was driving a little ways north of Salt Lake City this weekend, and they have been doing massive amounts of construction for the past god knows how long, and it's been stop and go ever since then...So, I'm sitting in my Eclipse, just got my dual 12" Audiobahn subs back in the car, bumping along at a moderate level, listening to some Tech N9ne, when I hear it...Yep, ever hear the sound of that one persons exhaust, where it sounds like someone is shitting their pants? It literally sounds like it's going to fall off the car, like they just went to a random muffler store and said "PUT THAT ONE ON, IT'S GOT TEH CARBON FIBERZ!" So, I look over, and lo and behold, there's an acura right next to me, with your generic 17 year old "I'm that badass wearing a grungy wife beater" (Whatsup with honda drivers and wife beaters, by the way? Just a thought) Anyways, I was getting really tired of him reving his engine in this obviously stopped traffic on the freeway, apparently thinking we can race the 20 feet that we go at a time. So (Windows rolled down) I yelled out really loud "Gawl, your muffler sounds like SHIT!" and right as he opened his mouth spun the volume up as high as I could, and just let him yell at the thump thump thump of the bass...It was about this time that I realized "Oh...I'm...surrounded by Acura's and Honda's on all sides of me...this is awkward" Yep, I was in the middle of what had to be a Honda club, or group of friends, Insert foot to mouth. They rode my ass, brake checked me, and other such ass-holery for the next half hour until they got off their exit...thought everyone would find my stupidity amusing, so I share this story with my brethren :57:
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