That awkward moment when you realize that what you are hearing while sitting in your car, in a parking lot, eating lunch, with the windows down sounds a lot like a really slow experimental song.
First part goes like this:
I’m going to lock my car: “Wheep whoop”
I’m going to lock my car again, just in case: “Wheep whoop”
I’m going to lock my car yet again: “Wheep whoop”
Second part goes like this:
Time to unlock the car: “Beep beep”
Let’s unlock the car again: “Beep beep”
Oh heck, one more time, because it feels so good, yeah: Beep beep”
Here comes another player:
Time to lock the car: “Deet deet”
One more time for safe measure: “Deet deet”
And because things go better in threes: “Deet deet”
Car alarm solo:
“Eeeeee Awww! Wheeeeep Whoooop! Beeee-awww! Beeee-awww!”
Seriously. Someone should record the sounds of any parking lot during lunch time, speed it up 500%, then sell it to a rap artist.
Oh dang. That might actually be a good idea.