I never actually owned this, but have it on an MP3 player.This reminds me of a bizarre journey home in New York, during which I helped a Turkish tourist find her way to the South Street Sea Port and listening to Johnny Cash on the Metro got me accused of being boring by drunken "Italian"-American youths.
But the best bit of the journey was in McDonald's when two young dudes, stereotypically Wall Street, ordered about thirty meals, specifying chicken, burgers, different drinks, the list went on and on. And then, just as they were about to pay, said "Oh, and two apple pies". Bloody hilarious.
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