They lasted three hours before they started fighting, though as the video showed, that was mostly because Kurt was the only one awake for the first two hour and 50 minutes.

From the backseat, Artie couldn't see faces but the snappy comments were coming through loud and clear.

"Princess, if I hear the phrase 'Right track baby I was born this way' one more time, I'll pull over, buy a slushie and throw it in you face."

"And here I was thinking you'd matured. That we'd passed this point. Really Noah, did you even consider asking me to change the station?"

"Would you have?"

"No, but at least we'd have been polite about it."

"Have you guys heard the new Beastie Boys?" pipped up Artie from the back.

Puck turned around. "Duh man. But did you see the epic video?"

"Of course I did. Wait, you bought the CD right?" Artie was already pulling it out if his bag. He handed it to Puck who turned back to put it in.

"This is rap, by the way Kurt. Every heard of it?" Puck teased.

"Of course I have, Puck, I own three versions of In The Heights."

"I have no idea what that is." Puck didn't seem to care what it was either, as he popped in the Beastie Boys CD.

"Sounds gangsta yo." Artie chimed from the backseat.

Kurt rolled his eyes and mumbled something about Lima's lack of culture, sophistication and his desperate need for better friends.

The next argument came an hour later, after they were listening to the album for the second time. Kurt had agreed to learn a part so the three of them could rap the album together, and Puck and Artie couldn't agree on if he made a better Mike D or MCA.