A communicable disease among
zit-prone,
pre-sexual wannabees, showing off the $500 chrome-plated woofers that command all their trunk
space.
I almost managed to doze off during the second movement of
Beethoven's 6th, when suddenly I was *pounded* by some
status-deprived, harmonically-challenged drive-by bobble-head with a
serious case of zititude.