Robert Van Winkle, yes that's correct, Vanilla Ice, makes an appearance on my lunch break today

So I'm sitting in my car on Front Avenue, reading and eating my turkey sandwich on my lunchbreak; when what my wandering ears did hear? "A1A Beachfront Avenue! Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis..." That's right. A young guy in an extended cab Chevy truck with Browning stickers, a toolbox, and a Dixie flag bumper sticker was rolling my way at about 5 mph, blasting on his terrible sounding speakers, Ice Ice Baby. No joke. I watched him in my rear view window. The entire way down the street, his speed couldn't have been over 5 mph. Did he think he was cruising the strip in PCB or something? Who knows.