Groovy Tunes, Saturday
Jono was butting heads with the stereo.
Again.
And for once, it wasn't about what the stereo was playing. It was more about how much the stereo was playing of whatever Jono wanted it to play. It would get through the opening riff of any song on any CD he put into it, and then, the second the song kicked into vocals, it would just jump to the next.
Jono tried to counter this by only playing instrumental tracks. The stereo countered this by only playing Gregorian chant versions of any and every CD he tried.
Somewhere around noon, Jono opened the front door and threw the stereo out into the street.
About five minutes later he relented and went to get it again, if only because it was still covered in the stickers that Alluka had decorated it with, and he didn't want to hurt her feelings.
Sigh.
[Open!]
Again.
And for once, it wasn't about what the stereo was playing. It was more about how much the stereo was playing of whatever Jono wanted it to play. It would get through the opening riff of any song on any CD he put into it, and then, the second the song kicked into vocals, it would just jump to the next.
Jono tried to counter this by only playing instrumental tracks. The stereo countered this by only playing Gregorian chant versions of any and every CD he tried.
Somewhere around noon, Jono opened the front door and threw the stereo out into the street.
About five minutes later he relented and went to get it again, if only because it was still covered in the stickers that Alluka had decorated it with, and he didn't want to hurt her feelings.
Sigh.
[Open!]