Loud clothes don't roll up in front of my house around midnight with a giant bass thumping for 10 minutes while they pick up or drop off whoever.
Or sit next to me at a redlight drowning out my radio and vibrating my lungs.
Loud clothes don't roll up in front of my house around midnight with a giant bass thumping for 10 minutes while they pick up or drop off whoever.
Or sit next to me at a redlight drowning out my radio and vibrating my lungs.
The author doesn't do that either.
A 50 year old got excited about a Toyota Corolla and everyone is blaming him for the decline of fucking society.