Riding in Style

By Tom Remington (as told by Milton Inman)

My father had an expression he used often - "One man would lie and the other would swear to it!" This is not the case here - then again considering who told me, maybe it is.

True story - Bob owned a small gas station and corner store in the tiny town of Locke Mills. One day it was pouring rain - had been for hours and it was bone chilling cold. A pick up truck pulled up to the pump (notice that word is not plural) and Bob went out to give his customers some service.

When he went toward the rear of the truck to open the gas cap, he noticed a man sitting in the back of the truck. He was soaked all the way through his clothing and the poor fella was humped up trying to stay warm. He had a felt hat on and he was trying his damndest to get as much of himself under that hat. Bob thought it unfortunate that this guy was riding in the back of the truck. The man said nothing. He just remained motionless, staring toward the back of the truck.

Somewhat puzzled, Bob glanced toward the cab of the truck and all he could really see was one person behind the steering wheel. When he finished pumping gas, he walked to the driver's side of the truck and he noticed a very large woman sitting behind the wheel who took up a good one third of the front seat. As his eyes scanned to the other side of the truck, he saw a great big pig laying down across the rest of the front seat.