Dec 09, 2004 22:46
I was walking down to the bus stop with Kramer and the Massart chicks when Kramer noticed something quite peculiar. "Hey...ummmm...I think that garbage truck's on fire." We all doubted him at first, but sure enough, there was a big garbage truck with fire coming out the top of it. As the truck pulled closer and closer to the elementary school dumpster, I walked over and was like "Hey dude! ...You're, uh, garbage truck's on fire, man!" He ignored me at first, but when he saw flaming pieces of garbage rain from the sky, he immediately got out of the truck and panicked. Another passerby called the fire department on his cell phone as the man ran back into his truck. We saw the top of the truck close as he tried to cut off the fire by compacting the trash, but it burned just as bright. At this point, the truck driver backed the flaming garbage truck into the school basketball court and dumped his entire load of flaming rubbish into center court and got his truck out of harm's way. So here, right in front of us, there was a massive, fifteen foot tall pile of burning trash stinking up all of mission mill. Then the fire men fixed it and we went and bought booze.