So I was driving down I-70 & I saw this ford on the side of the road with ISU plates on the front & ISU alum stickers on the back. Outside by the rear passenger tire was a rather good looking chap in tight jeans & wearing a smooth black cowboy hat. I stopped to help him out. I loaned him my 3 ton jack, because all that poor fellow had in his car was the factory scissor lift deal. Anyway, I also loosened the lugs for him because I always keep a 4 way lug wrench in the car because they're easier than the standard tire iron. I mentioned to him that a 4 way was the only way to go & he bashfully agreed. After I had asked him how he squeezed himself into such tight jeans, we decided to give up on the tire. He offered to buy me a drink so I murdered him. what a mommy.