Earlier today I pulled up to a red light just as Police on my Back by The Clash began to play from my mp3 player. Normally, once that snare hits, I am the living embodiment of Cruisin' USA. Today, however, things were quite different. You see, for roughly 90% of that excellent tune I was stationary at the stop light. No movement. Nothing. Then I thought to myself; "what if the police, were indeed, on my back? They would've apprehended me before the rockin' chorus!"
With my (brake) pedal firmly to the metal,
Adam.
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