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Originally Posted by cRiPpLe_rOoStEr
Once, at a bar whose owner is a friend of my mother (maybe the only bar owner in the area who didn't kick her out... yet), there was a speaker right above me. That was much more disturbing than any earbud, not to mention the b@$tard who was supposed to be singing there was grunting some Whitesnake POS (I really hate Whitesnake), and my mother screaming at the top of her lungs right beside me as she usually gets overwhelmingly excited when any random SOB plays any Whitesnake POS. Some years ago, she even wanted to come for a Whitesnake concert in my hometown.
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There you go again, on your own...