I was at WalMart the other day, and watched as a man and his family pulled into the parking slot next to me.
He was driving a muddy SUV that looked like it had come a long way, and been through a lot of bad weather.
He had one of these strapped to the grill of his car:
As he got out of the car, he saw me staring at the front of his car. He walked up asked me if I knew what that was.
I said it looked like something we might use to clean out the stables.
He asked, "anything else?"
I said, no. It looked too wide to dig a hole with.
The man turned to his wife and said, "OK, honey. We've drove far enough South. Call the realtor."
