I was puttin gas in an H2 on the way home when this little punk drives around the pump, looks me in the eye and says hay! f u, and pulls away.
I watch him disapear in the stripmall behind the gas station. As i move up to Quiznos to get dinner there he is on the cell phone. I pull the yellow beast into the parking spot so fast you think I was going to land in the front of the sub shope. Before i can get out of the truck to say hi he is spinning in reverse and gone. Moral of the story? most of these people don't even know waht they are doing or talking about. But when confronted run like roaches. Stop the violence, peace on the streets!
Radio is not dead yet! On the Air in Abq.
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