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...and they always have one thing in
common. they are always at a loss for a good reason as to why they're in the fix they're in...

That's when the DUUH factor kicks in...














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First, I tried moving the sand from the rear wheels with my hands, but that didn't work. Next, I tried flagging down one of the few
cars that occasionally passed on the nearby road from which I had accidentally turned off (and into the sand). These cars were likely full of folks
going home for the night. Fairly soon, some nice folks stopped, asked what was wrong, and said "we'll be right back," and they sped away, towards
what I assume was their house.
Meanwhile, fewer and fewer cars were appearing on the road. Finally, I saw one coming!
By now, in tears, I walked into the road road and waved my arms. The car slowed to barely a crawl, its
inhabitants looked me and/or the situation over... Then ... they sped away! I recalled some previous threads here, regarding the dangers of stopping
to help someone at night, and how many posters had said they would not do it. At that point, I got scared, figuring I'd be there the whole night, if
I didn't get robbed, knifed, axed and/or raped first.


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. depends on what stuck means 

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