Sunday

It's Not Rocket Surgery!

Driving down my street recently I noticed a lady having trouble getting her gas-powered weed-eater to work. She pulled, pulled, and PULLED on the starter cord. Finally, as I was driving by, she was unscrewing the gas cap to take a peek -- with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. I accelerated to get by her quickly before a hot ash fell into the tank.

Later the same day, I passed a vehicle where the passenger was lighting a cigarette and I noticed that the driver was wearing an oxygen tube! Then I noticed that the oxygen tank was in the back seat -- directly behind the passenger seat! Again, I wanted to be very far away from those people.