Didn't I See You . . . ?

One last nudiustertian detail (as well as a chance to use a great word!): Say you're on a long, windy, deserted stretch of road—say, the one that goes to Story Land!—and you haven't seen another car in ages. Why is it that as soon as you pull over to let the kids pee in the grass and decide to do a quick one yourself, five cars drive by and even have to slow down to get around your car? Why?!

Comments

[Karan]

oops. Where is a raincoat when you need one?