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Making Grown Men Cry Since 1992
I am driving a tractor-trailer rig down a city street. I am distracted, looking out my right window. Suddenly, I come up on a group of parked rigs and can’t stop in time. I finally come to a stop on top of them, but manage to jump my rig down without damage. A cop who has seen all this is amazed. He is lenient towards me when he learns that my payload is crab-squids and kombutchka mushrooms. We share a few out of the jars. He fines me $1000 for damage to the other trucks.