Friday, October 02, 2009

Creative Parking

So lumberwife is stopped at a Dash-In, getting a piece of pizza when WHAM, this lady drives up over the curb, through the plate glass, through every candy bar, snack cake, and potato chip, finally coming to rest halfway into the soda cooler. The combined smell of chocolate, sugar, chips, and gasoline must have been glorious.

Good news: nobody happened to be in the path of the rogue machine.