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Guardians of culinary justice
Yesterday, going to Dominicks, we went to park in a parking structure. A maniac in a red car came careening around the corner in the structure, heading right at us, and I yelped and pointed, OH MY GOD WE'RE GOING TO DIE IS THAT A PIZZA ON HIS ROOF?
Robin braked out of fear, the driver reacted and pulled to the right, and disaster was avoided. The crazy driver saw me pointing and stopped his car next to ours.
We pointed at the top of his car. "There's a pizza on your roof," we informed him.
He rolled down his window. "What?"
"There's a pizza on your roof," Robin repeated.
"What?"
"There's a pizza. On your roof."
He looked confused. We pointed some more. "Pizza. Roof."
He reached up and found his pizza, then continued on. We parked, walked through the Business School, and headed towards Dominick's. Looking both ways before we crossed the street, we saw red and blue lights flashing. We looked to see what was going on and saw that two police cars had pulled over a familiar-looking red car, for what we could only assume was drunk or reckless driving.
We wondered if we would have been pulled over if we hadn't stopped him. At least we saved him from the charge of Recklessly Endangering Food.
srah - Saturday, 9 August 2003 - 2:29 PM
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Comments (8)
Cheryl - August 11, 2003 - 12:07 PM - ℓ
Was the pizza in a box or no?
Thank you for saving that poor defenseless pizza.