Not To Exceed 2000 Lbs.

Tuesday, August 5th, 2008

On the way home from Michigan the minivan in front of our car had a tire blowout at 70 mph.  It scared the crap out of me.  I pulled over to make sure they were all okay and offer a ride into town.  As I approached the still-smoking wheel, a large woman in a bright yellow dress stepped out of the car, followed by a large man in a yellow suit.  One by one, large, yellow-clad folk stepped out of the door until they were all standing around the shredded remains of their tire.  It turns out they were a gospel choir on their way to a show.  As the choir director retrieved the jack and spare tire, the bassist surveyed the damage.

BASSIST: We just had too much weight in this car.

They thanked me profusely for stopping — “There are still nice people in this world.” — and said they’d be fine getting into town.  That little doughnut spare tire has my sympathy.


“That little doughnut spare tire has my sympathy”
Thank you. Seriously. Thank you.

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