RADIO'S ARE PSYCHIC

so i saw kyle this weekend. it's been the first time in 3 weeks but that is sooooo not why i am writing. i finally got a chance to ride in his new truck and dear lord i love this man's radio. ok i like the guy too but his radio kicks ass. it tells you the name of the station your listening too....the name of the song......and the artist. remember those times when a song came on and you and your sister argue about who the hell the artist is, and you know your right but u can't prove it because your in a car and no way to really "look up" that answer, so you make a bet, but you forget to go home and look it up that day, and when you finally do remember your sister "conviently" forgets that she made that bet with you and you know it's just because you proved her wrong and she remembers but it was so long ago that you can't call her out on "not remembering", and you know that all of this would just be solved if you had a cool snazy kickass radio like your boyfriend has, but alas it is up in stillwater, where he is and so your stuck with your un-cool, un-psychic radio.


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