When I was younger, I was into the whole pimp-my-ride phase until I figured it was too expensive and too pointless to make a hobby out of. While I do not condone pimping one’s ride, I would say I’m not a fan anymore.
One of my pet peeves these days are people who feel that the purpose of their vehicles is to bust eardrums and cause migraine to peace-loving people like myself. I’m writing this after my precious afternoon nap’s been cut short by an idiot neighbor who thinks that the thumping from his car’s subwoofer is music.
So why is slapping on swanky sound systems like a must-do for plenty of people? Aren’t the standard four speakers and your head unit in your car enough to provide you with loud enough sounds for your daily drive? As far as cars are concerned, I’d rather hear some engine noise than that tugs-tugs thumping of gangster rap or (god-forbid) Euro techno music.
And his car’s nothing special too. Just your run-of-the-mill Mitsu Lancer from nineties that, from what I see and hear when it’s running doesn’t pack anything special at all, aside from those two large black circles that you can spot when the trunk pops up.
If you want to hear some good music, then get a really good sound system Or buy an iPod and bust your eardrums for all I care – all on your own. Broadcasting to the world that your cars has a million square feet of speakers just doesn’t make much sense.
I’d say that the total inches of speaker diameters (just like tailpipes) is inversely proportional to penis length. Seems to apply to many things with regard to a car, right? The car itself. Rims. Tailpipes. This, I term the car(part)-to-penis ratio.
Why not enjoy the car for what it primarily is – a piece of engineering designed for mobility – rather than drive around like a deaf idiot?
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