Waiting for the light to turn green, a beat up old jeep pulls up beside us.
A young dad type is grooving in the driver's seat to of all songs the Thong song.
Not hard rock or rap as his baseball cap and dark sunglasses would lead one to surmise. But no, the sound of his singing voice chimes in with thong,thong,thong,thong, thong.
I can't help but explode into laughter at the world around us.