- Oct 2, 2001
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He has his window down, bobbing his head in time with the rythem. I'm sitting htere next to him thinking: "man thats some crappy music". Then a thought comes into my head! I can brodcast on his radio station with my ipod! So I queeue up some Slayer and put the frequency to what he was listening too.
When I turned it on his radio went silent, I glaced over at him, gave him the horns and hit play. I wish I took a picture of his face, it was priceless. He was so confused.
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When I turned it on his radio went silent, I glaced over at him, gave him the horns and hit play. I wish I took a picture of his face, it was priceless. He was so confused.
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