Dude, Where's my Hummer?

I wish I had a picture for you but, it all happened so fast. A small tow truck was barrelling down Genesee Street towards downtown this morning. The tow truck was hauling a black late model Hummer H3. The Hummer actually looked bigger than the truck that was towing it. I also noticed several traffic tickets under the Hummer's left wiper and a few sticking out of the driver's door. Behind the Hummer ran a college guy about 6", brawny and three-quarters naked. He wore only flip flops and short plaid boxers. He was running like there was no tomorrow. It did not take much to figure that that was his vehicle being towed.

I usually do my best to avoid actually enjoying someone elses pain but, this was too funny to watch. If I had run like that when I was on the track team back in the day it may not have been suggested that I find another sport. No matter... From the tickets I imagine the vehicle was parked illegally somewhere probably on campus for some time. So, the guy hadn't paid his tickets and was now going to do what? Did he intend to make the tow truck driver give him his vehicle back? Did he realize that he now had no car and would have to walk or run back to where he lived? It was only 56 degrees and breezy. I guess the only thing on his mind was that he needed to stop what was happening. Heartless bastard that I am I sat thinking of titles for the scene. How about, Baby You Can't Drive My Car, or When Bad Things Happen to Rich People, or Tickets... shoulda, woulda, coulda, or Damn, I was going to sleep until ten or my personal favorite, Dude, Where's My Hummer?