4. You Sing
You sway in the back of the cab as you belt out your very most favourite song of all time - ever. You love it so much it's almost a duty to share its greatness with the driver. Shame you can't remember the words. Or the tune. You start the first verse at least four times before skipping to the chorus, completely oblivious to the blood pouring out of the said driver's ears. Then your mates join in, all trying to sing different songs, none of them recognisable to the human ear. Contrary to your drunken belief, your choir is not brightening up the driver's night. You sound like dying geese, be quiet.