There's a special place in hell for people who drive around with their car stereo's bass vibrating every home in a four-block radius at 5:30 in the morning (or at any time, really).
There's a special place in hell for people who drive around with their car stereo's bass vibrating every home in a four-block radius at 5:30 in the morning (or at any time, really).
My wife says that not only do I have a special place in hell, but a desk with a nameplate on it.
