While on my way home, I stopped in Tewksbury to meet up with a friend. As soon ask pulled up next to him, an old guy in a late model Stratus pulled up next to me. This is the ensuing conversation:

Me: can I help you, sir? (raised down South, I have manners)
Him: I’m lost…
Me: Where are you trying to go?
Him: Away from the coast. Haven’t you heard there’s a bomb coming?!
Me: (gives directions to NY)
Him: okay. Will Junior be there? Have you talked to him?
Me: (without missing a beat) He should be there. Said he would be.
Him: Okay. Good luck. I’ll see you there. *speeds off*
Me: ………..

I’m not able to make this stuff up. It’s been the weirdest night!! After I left Tewksbury I headed home. While at a red light, the guy who was standing on the corner started to pee into the street and then blatantly attempted to PEE ON MY CAR!!!!! I cussed up a storm out of my always open passenger window, the light turned green and I drove away, hoping he’d be hit by the car behind me…..

Is it a full moon or something????