wizard0

So on the way back home from a convention, we hit a traffic jam just before the border heading over the bridge into Maine. A traffic jam. there's no traffic jams in maine. Almost never. So I'm in the back seat getting frustrated about the stop and go traffic. Finally, I say "If we have to stop one more time, I'm getting out and mooning the cars behind us!" We have a few cars in our caravan, some in front and some behind. Also tons of other cars. We stopped again. I'm a man of my word. I got out and dropped trou. I got back in and we got moving again. I don't think there was another stop.