> A couple of days ago, I was stopped at a traffic light, and a guy playing loud music pulled up next to me. However.....
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> ....he WASN'T PLAYING RAP!!!!! Nope, he was playing some honest-to-goodness rock music, complete with wailing electric guitar and lyrics that were sung rather than shouted. Man, I just about rejoiced. Right there. Right on the spot. In my car.
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> Mind you, I *dig* rap music (as a genre; I don't like most rap you hear on the radio). But I'm pretty sick of the 4-wheel ghetto blaster syndrome that subjects me, at frequent intervals and often in the comfort of my own apartment, to a barrage of THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP and so on. To hear some actual rock 'n roll instead was a sweet relief. There's probably a statement about the decline of Western culture in there somewhere, but I don't know what it is. :-)

Does a Ghetto Blaster go in a PSI port?

> Iss "Two years ago, a friend of mine / axed me to say some emcee rhymes / so I said this rhyme I'm about to say / the rhyme was def, and it went this way" achar

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