I was driving down the street one evening, coming home from *cough* cafe rio and found myself waiting to turn left next to this car that be bumping. I could hear little but the thump of the vibrations from this vehicle in which an apparently very cool guy was bobbing his head to the vibrations that I assumed were accompanied by very clever lyrics including all kinds of intellegent* references to woman. I'm just guessing here, but I'm pretty sure.
His hat, was backwards. His seat, as far back as they go. His posture, slouched. His hand, every so coolly hanging on the steering wheel. It was at this moment that there was a break in the music and as the next song began, he rolled down his windows in the freezing temperatures, cranked up the music, and really began to groove.
At this point, I could actually make out the music of a song that I surprisingly knew.
What was it you may ask? Well, I shall tell you.
Ace of Base's Oh There She Walks.
I love people.
And when my cat falls in the toilet like she did last night.
*What do I hate? When I misspell words like intelligent. That's just depressing on many levels.