My torts professor pointed out in class yesterday that often, trucks turning left off of Eastern Parkway onto Third get stuck under an overpass on the campus of U of L. Low and behold, he spoke the words of prophecy. Sure as shit, when I was leaving today, there was a truck as firmly wedged under the train overpass as a tampon. 12 feet clearance means 12 feet clearance people. That dude gets an honorary plastic vagina to hang from his truck in place of truck balls.
Two hot random chicks asked me to drop them off at the stadium (many people have to park at the stadium and take the bus into campus). I did so, but I had to get gas first, b/c my suv was on fumes. So, we all went to this ghetto gas station on third street. Scary news, that place. I swear it was run by Apu and his wife. I bet they have a sawed off shotgun with a hand on the pump though.