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I’m telling a story on my husband. I believe this happened during the summer. I was at home doing some window cleaning. He took the grocery list and went to town (we lived in the country) in his pick up truck. Since the weather was fine, he drove with his windows down.
He got all the items on the grocery list, left the store and lit a cigarette as he loaded the paper bags in the back of his truck. It was seven miles back home. He got in the drivers seat, smoked and relaxed for a leisurely drive home. He had a bad habit of flipping his cigarette butts out the window and today was no different.
As he’s driving, he saw a policeman waving at him and thought he was being extra friendly. He had an uneventful return trip, until he came into our driveway. As he went by the house, I fought a glimpse of flames coming out of the truck.
As he came to a stop, I came running out of the house flapping my arms a screeching the truck was on fire. About then. a bottle of soda exploded. It finally dawned on him that our groceries had been on fire for a good while. He tried to salvage what he could. He looked at me with a dawning realization and said “That policeman wasn’t being friendly, he was trying to tell me my truck was on fire.” He never lived this stunt down.
 

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I’m telling a story on my husband. I believe this happened during the summer. I was at home doing some window cleaning. He took the grocery list and went to town (we lived in the country) in his pick up truck. Since the weather was fine, he drove with his windows down.
He got all the items on the grocery list, left the store and lit a cigarette as he loaded the paper bags in the back of his truck. It was seven miles back home. He got in the drivers seat, smoked and relaxed for a leisurely drive home. He had a bad habit of flipping his cigarette butts out the window and today was no different.
As he’s driving, he saw a policeman waving at him and thought he was being extra friendly. He had an uneventful return trip, until he came into our driveway. As he went by the house, I fought a glimpse of flames coming out of the truck.
As he came to a stop, I came running out of the house flapping my arms a screeching the truck was on fire. About then. a bottle of soda exploded. It finally dawned on him that our groceries had been on fire for a good while. He tried to salvage what he could. He looked at me with a dawning realization and said “That policeman wasn’t being friendly, he was trying to tell me my truck was on fire.” He never lived this stunt down.
Now that is taking fast food BBQ a little tiny bit too literally methinks.....
 

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I’m telling a story on my husband. I believe this happened during the summer. I was at home doing some window cleaning. He took the grocery list and went to town (we lived in the country) in his pick up truck. Since the weather was fine, he drove with his windows down.
He got all the items on the grocery list, left the store and lit a cigarette as he loaded the paper bags in the back of his truck. It was seven miles back home. He got in the drivers seat, smoked and relaxed for a leisurely drive home. He had a bad habit of flipping his cigarette butts out the window and today was no different.
As he’s driving, he saw a policeman waving at him and thought he was being extra friendly. He had an uneventful return trip, until he came into our driveway. As he went by the house, I fought a glimpse of flames coming out of the truck.
As he came to a stop, I came running out of the house flapping my arms a screeching the truck was on fire. About then. a bottle of soda exploded. It finally dawned on him that our groceries had been on fire for a good while. He tried to salvage what he could. He looked at me with a dawning realization and said “That policeman wasn’t being friendly, he was trying to tell me my truck was on fire.” He never lived this stunt down.
Guess what, sweet heart? I cooked dinner!
 

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