T-Bear and I had just finished having dinner at a popular tex-mex chain restaurant (rhymes with "Jevy's") and were preparing to drive out of the parking lot when a big sedan rolled by the front of my car. There was a gentleman sticking his head out the passenger window trying to get our attention -- the sedan drove past, stopped, backed up and the man motioned for me to roll down my window.
I opened my window a little bit, just enough to hear what he had to say...
"'Ey...could you use 46-inch plasma TV?"
Man, who COULDN'T use a 46-inch plasma? And, probably at a "discounted" rate. Unfortunately, I was too dumbfounded to process this amazing gift from the heavens and told him, "...nah, I'm good."