Extend the Story - Add a Room

You decide to go buy some spinner rims. There's a little store nearbye that's always seemed scary to you, but now that you have a pimp's proper car, you think that all the large, scary black men with 400 pounds of silver on them may not be as intimidating to you inside.

You step in and everyone stares at you. You hope they saw you driving your car into the parking lot and understand what you're here for. No one says anything. 4 large black dudes that may have guns just stare at you like you're the man they've been looking for all along that killed their mother.

An awkward silence is engaged and you decide to man-up and step up to the desk. The guy at the desk continues to stare at you. You start stuttering and can't seem to ask for what you want. You finally mutter something along the lines of "I...ma...ride...yo"

The man continues to stare and makes a motion as though he doesn't know what your saying, or perhaps has excess ear-wax build up. You run out quickly and try to save some face... you don't know how to go about doing this, you can always just decide to get the subwoofer installed instead, or you can learn how to speak like a gangsta' and hopefully they'll understand you the next time you walk in.

Get the Woofer Instead