Nothing is moving.

Suddenly, a man knocks on my window. I roll down the window and ask, “What’s going on?”

“Terrorists have kidnapped Congress” he says “and are asking for a $10 million dollar ransom. Otherwise, they are going to douse them all in gasoline and set them on fire. We are going from car to car, taking up a collection.”

“How much is everyone giving, on average?” I ask.

“About a gallon” he says…