36 TWITTERS and one TWIT. at that price i would want the twit to cook and clean well cos hes going to be me and the girlies servant for a few months to sweeten that deal. actualy i think i would tip the twit to just let it all fall out the back of the van in the hope the impending crash bang of impact might actualy makes a loud noise come from these ofensivly colourd boxes. gives a whole new meaning to tacky paint. im sure lack of braceing and box resonance must pump out a couple more db when they hit the curb sliding along at 110kmph, although it is true that mdf is very well dampened. if they were only carpeted they could make a good toy for the cat, a sort of made in china diversion tactic in the hope of saving the couch from a misery if sneaky clawed paws, or perhaps a coolish footstool. im sure them tweeters are great for scratching an itchy foot without streatching out an arm.
honestly, who in their right mind would build up a rig like that. whats the motivation here. i understand with a teenager who wants to impress some 15 year old girl with cool red and blue boxes with silver piezos (in the hope of looking metalic, or just to serve as a warning not to come close, as im sure you would see em before you hear em mercyfully). all this scheme hatched with the faint hope of losing his virginity, but the thing is that this guy has obvioulsy spent a decent sum of money (probably no less then the asking price) on what realy is just tatt. (actualy im wrong, tat no way deserves such an insult
you guys might be thinking that this slagging off of some poor fool is way of character for me, and i guess u would be right..... but really, i dont know what to say....
