Let me make that decision. Thanks.

Today I was driving down one of the main thoroughfares in my little town. It's six lanes, so it's not an insignificant street.

I was driving in the middle lane when -- whoosh! -- water came out of nowhere and rained down upon my little car. I was so shocked that I slammed on my brakes and was nearly smooshed by the massive truck behind me.

Apparently, the girls at Hooters were holding a

"FREE"
CARWASH

Or at least that's what the sign said.

Those kooky Hooters girls. I doubt they're known for their proper use of quotation marks. Or spelling.

But that hideous sign apparently wasn't doing a great job for them, as no one seemed to be taking advantage of the "FREE" CARWASH. To change this situation, they had decided to throw buckets of water on the cars driving down the road.

Oh the brilliance of that plan, throwing water on the vehicles zooming down that six-lane road.

They had better be praising someone for the Hooters Miracles bestowed upon them. First, that the big ol' truck behind me didn't smoosh me. Second, that I was in the middle lane and had to keep driving rather than turning into the parking lot to (ahem) voice my displeasure.