You guys aren't going to believe this. I stopped for gas on the way home from work tonight, and some dude in an old suit and a greasy OU hat walks up to me while I'm refueling my F-150 Lariat. He claimed his car stalled out down the street and he needed gas to get home. He's carrying this little gas can with him and everything, so I said sure why not. He started to say something about preferring cash, but I interrupted him and asked him if he was a Sooner. He started stammering on and on and claimed he just found the hat in a dumpster behind Goodwill. I'm thinking bullshit. He must have noticed my murdered out KSU tag with the chrome powercat on the front of my truck when he walked up. The guy did look like he could be homeless, but they all do amirite? Anyway, the little gas can filled up quick and I just kept pumping. This guy doesn't even realize he's now standing in a pool of premium unleaded. So I ask him, "What's that you Sooners always say again?" I must have caught him off guard, because he looked up quizzically and said, "Boomer?" So I'm like, "Yeah....Boomer," and I flicked my cigarette into the pool at his feet. Poor S.O.B. went up like a lantern mantle! Wish you guys could have seen him flailing around and screaming and crap. It was priceless!