So I'm leaving the movie theatre after having seen
I Spy and I have this sudden urge to listen to some rap and be ghetto, except I get to my rental car and realize that even though I have DMX and DJ Kool and NWA and Run-D.M.C. and some other rap superstars on the mix CD in the car, it's virtually impossible to be ghetto when you're driving a Chevy Cavalier.
The car just screams "white man with no funk." Screams it, I say.