On Saturday, my dad found a MP3 player in the parking lot at the local mall. It was right next to his car tire. The space next to his was empty, so he thought that perhaps it fell out of the pocket of a teen passenger or something. The MP3 player was still in working condition (with the foulest rap music I think I have ever heard) so he reformatted it and downloaded about 80 songs from his iPod playlist and then gave yours truly the MP3 player. I'm listening to Men at Work "Who can it be now?" while typing this. Lucky me.
Then on Sunday, my dad found another MP3 player in the parking lot at Target! Again, no one in sight. So this time he borrowed Darius's children's CDs and formatted the MP3 player for Darius. My three year old is pimping with his own playlist. He'll even share one earphone with you. Lucky you.
