Yesterday McClain and I were headed north on Lexington to Erin's house. We were approaching University and saw a minivan stopped with it's hazards on in the southbound lane, driver's door open. Not too far behind the van was a pudgy white guy holding his pants up, running north, away from the car. We both stared out the window as the guy scurried up the street to salvage the Papa Murphy's Pizza that had apparently fallen off the top of his van when he drove away. The pizza was laying unscathed in the left lane.
This scene made me think 3 things:
1. If his pants fit, he could run a lot faster!
2. Are we on Candid Camera?
3. Remember that episode of Jackass where they put the [empty] carseat on top of the car and drive away just to watch people freak out?