Yeah, reminded me of Sherman Green... He was a hillbilly to beat all hillbillies... He was going with me to pick up a car and we stopped at the Sweet Springs store and got us a sixpack of Iron City and, well, he polished his off and threw the can out the window... So I didn't say nuthin' but first place I could turn around I did... He says, "What ya' turnin' around fir???" and without missin' a beat I said, "So you can get that beer can you accidentally dropped on the side of the road..." which he did and I knew that ol' boy fir another 10 years or so and he helped me with a lot of stuff but he never threw anything out the window again... At least when he was with me...

Grrrrrrrrr... I hate litter!!!

B~