Everyone who works at our local CVS pharmacy’s drive-through window knows us by name. I suppose this is better than being known by name at the McDonald’s drive-through window, but since most of the teens working at McDonald’s in this town were in my study hall in 8th grade. . . . oh well, fame’s price. . . . .

Tonight, waiting in the pharmacy drive-through line, behind a huge red jacked-up pickup truck, its sub-woofers thumping away, we happened to notice that on the rear window behind the driver, was the following sentimental saying: “Trucks are like wives; if it’s not yours, don’t touch.”

On the window behind the passenger was etched “My wife gives good head.”

All together now: “Awwwwwwwwwwwwww. . . .”

And they say that rednecks don’t do poetry and romance.