The account as told to me was this. The van that they were driving was having some problems and needed a repair, so they pulled into the library's parking lot. Now, I am giving him the benefit of the doubt, maybe it was the closest parking recepticle in respect to the van with little traffic. I am being generous.
Well, whatever he was working on sprung some kind of leak, and there was some sort of chemical reaction that caused some sort of firey explosion. I can't believe I missed that. So the kids got out safe, the man cas bewildered, and the wife, here is the kicker, was SMOKING A CIGARETTE. I was starting to wonder if that might have what caused the explosion. No one was hurt, and that was a wonder.
Anyways, the fire people showed up, put out the fire, etc. etc.. Today they finally got it towed, which made me sad, because it was a firm reminder of the epic failness of some humanity.
It made me sad that I never got to say goodbye to the van of humanity.
The Allengator
