As I got in the car to leave, a ginormous white truck pulled up next to me. The thing was so bloody long that it stuck out of the parking space by several feet.
I cautiously backed out, and as I passed it by I looked at the rear of the truck. Across the back the camper shell, the guy had a message:
ADAM AND EVE
NOT ADAM AND STEVE
BAREBACK MOUNTAIN, COMING
SOON TO A BATHHOUSE
AND ON THE EIGHTH DAY
GOD MADE GUNS. YES!
I wanted to leave a note on the truck, but I couldn't decide between, "Adam would have been too busy blowing Steve to eat the apple", and, "Steve was Adam's piece on the side. Eve was just a trophy."