Clarity, Alabama

So there’s this guy driving down the road in rural Alabama. It’s late at night, and as he drives, he looks over to his right and sees a long run of chain link fence and a sign on it that says:

Alabama State Psychiatric Ward

Well, that kind of flips him out, but he keeps on driving. He only gets a few feet further, though, when he gets a flat tire. He pulls over, gets out and starts to change the tire.

All of the sudden he hears something and turns around. There’s a guy on the other side of the fence, clinging to it, staring at him with wild eyes. And the guy doesn’t speak.

Needless to say, the guy is getting more and more worried. Enough so that his hands are shaking a little, so that when he takes out the lug nuts from the flat tire, he drops them and they fall down a grate.

So now he’s flipping out.

“Oh shit! What do I do now? I’m in the middle of nowhere, next to the Alabama State Psychiatric Ward, there’s this crazy guy starting at me, and I’m stuck without a tire!”

He thinks to himself. As he’s standing there, he hears a voice from behind him.

“You know, you could just take one lug nut off each of the other tires. Then you’d have enough lug nuts on each wheel to drive off. It might not be perfect, but it would certainly be good enough to get to the nearest town and get them replaced.”

The crazy guy says, still standing there with his wild staring eyes, clutching the fence.

“Oh, um, wow, you’re right. That would work. Thanks.”

“Well yeah, I’m crazy, not stupid.”