Dropped his cigar in his lap at the stop light.
He wiggled and flailed around in his seat
Like a fish out of water.
I pictured the scene from The Big Lebowski
Where the Dude drops his joint in his lap
While boppin' along to Creedence Clearwater Revival.
He lets out a short scream then pours the beer
He's drinking into his lap to try to put out the joint.
That scene kills me every single time.
So this guy next to me,
He finally gets hold of the cigar and surveys the damage.
As the light turns green
He carefully relights the end of the thing
And with a big puff of smoke from
His side window, he takes off, contented once again
To enjoy his morning smoke and maybe the radio
Or maybe just the sounds of rush hour traffic.