People who rev their engines really REALLY loudly, without regard to who they are waking up, because they think it's cool. Since when did that bestow coolness or popularity on a person? Please.
We had some punk kid (I think he was actually a drug dealer) that lived across the street from us at our old place, and every single time he got in his car and took off (which was several times of day AND night) it was like he was trying to re-create the grand canyon in the street. It got so every time I hear someone do that, my blood just boils. Someone just did it outside and it was almost midnight, that's what made me think of it.
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Can you say Spanish Fork one more time (I realize you probably meen Provo, but Spanish Fork...is there a better example)
SPANISH FORK! Wait, my husband does that...he defines himself by the loudness of his truck. He loves it. I bet it annoys people bad though...
We had some punk kid (I think he was actually a drug dealer) that lived across the street from us at our old place, and every single time he got in his car and took off (which was several times of day AND night) it was like he was trying to re-create the grand canyon in the street. It got so every time I hear someone do that, my blood just boils. Someone just did it outside and it was almost midnight, that's what made me think of it.
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