The DU Lounge

My car stereo was simplistic by today’s standards, with a single line of text scrolling past the screen. It required a strong signal to maintain text, and it would occasionally freeze when venturing out of range. As their song Pepper played on the radio, my wife noticed that the scrolling had stopped, then asked why the word ‘butthole’ appeared on screen. I tried explaining it away as rude commentary on my driving skills.