Tales from Concord

So last night, after work, i headed to the Gibsons' and Ben and i shot some pool. My first game was very good, and i beateded him. Yup. We watched Jay play japanese anime. Then we decided that since the library was prolly closed after 10, we'd go see how late Harris Teeter was open. We spent 10 minutes in the PopTart isle comparing favorites and brand choice before moving on to sodas, where we found glass-bottled Cokes... YUM!!! So we purchased them and with no further ado (remind me to pontificate later on how dumb an english spelling that is for a word pronounced that way) continued on to Hollywood Video. We looked at every single new release and almost every oldie, and settled on All the President's Men. Did you know Reverend Camden was in it? HA! That's what i thought. Well he is. On the way back from getting it, we drive through the neighborhood between Hwy 29 and Weddington. We turn a corner and find ourselves stuck behind a 1950's Ford in the middle of the road (mind you, it's not all that narrow, and had he been in his lane [no, it's a neighborhood, so no painted lines and it was kinda late]) we coulda gotten around. Alas, no, he was dead center of the road, filling his gas tank from an old gas can. The poor old man, as we moments later ascertained when he pulled in his driveway, was only 100 yards from home when he ran out. The more amusing thing though, was not even that this man, as old as he was, was out so late, or mid-road, or out of gas, or happened to have extra in his truck. What was most amusing was that when he turned to look at us, he was smoking... as he filled his tank. Yay Concord. That reminds me...
Two fish are in a tank. One turns to the other and says "you man the guns... i'll drive"