A wild and true story...
Many years ago, when my male friend who was short and skinny called me from his new studio apartment in the ghetto of Indianapolis, to inform me that he just been raped by another man, at first I laughed. When I realized he was not joking, I immediately jumped in my lovely and fast Cougar brand car that featured a digital MPH readout way back then, a car way ahead of it's time... BUT I DIGRESS... With the assailants description in hand, I blew through countless red lights as I sped to the location. I looked for this fiend all night and talked to everyone I saw outside and didn't mince words to say the least. All while playing the song below on repeat and at full blast with 4 big speakers taking up all of my trunk space. It was a bad neighborhood, but I was the dangerous one that night. Thank God, I didn't kill a man that night, even though justice was never officially served, I'm sure that asshole has gotten to know the ultimate bitch known as karma and got what he des...