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_Where:_ Tonight we were at my Nana’s house, where we all ate a feast of food. We had honey baked ham, turkey, potato salad, pies, chips, veggies, and of course, baked beans.

_What:_ When we were packing up to head home, my Nana insisted we take the HUGE zip-lock tub of beans with us. She didn’t have room in her fridge for such a huge collection of beans.

_Who:_ I was in charge of driving myself, Austin, Joey, and Becky home in my car.

_Main Idea:_ Joey was in charge of carrying the beans, for the bean tub was huge, and I DID NOT want that tub of baked beans to spill anywhere in my car. He was the one who had to carry the beans on his lap during the ride home.

_The Story:_

We are driving down West Road in Trenton, Austin and I are talking about the song on the radio while Joey and Becky are in the back-seat drawing funny faces on my steamy windows. I suddenly think of the baked beans in the back seat, and wanted to make sure Joey had them secure on his lap, and that they had not spilled out.

bq. *Stephanie:* “Joey, are the beans on your lap?”
*Joey:* “Ummmm”
*Stephanie:* “JOEY! PUT THE BEANS ON YOUR LAP!”
*Joey:* “I kind of don’t have the beans.”
*Austin:* “What do you mean: ‘You KIND OF don’t have the beans? Where are the beans Joey?”
*Joey:* “On top of Stephanie’s car?”

Silence.

bq. *Stephanie:* “You left a tub of baked beans on the roof of my car Joey?”
*Joey:* “I think so!”

I then pull the car over and Austin hops out.

bq. *Austin:* “That’s a negative on the beans being on the roof.”

He gets back into the car.

bq. *Stephanie:* “Joey, where are the beans?”
*Joey:* “I don’t know.”

We sit in silence for a moment, and then I pull the car out and put on my left hand turn signal.

bq. *Austin:* “You’re going to LOOK for the beans arn’t you?”
*Stephanie:* “Indeed I am. I am curious as to what happened to them.”
*Austin:* “Good. Me too.”

Becky and Joey burst out laughing as we turn back onto West Road heading back towards my Nana’s house. We drive slowly deciding where the most likely place would have been for the beans to fall off the roof my car. Austin was sure it was during a turn somewhere.

bq. *Austin:* “Bean’s just can’t take turns you know.”

We drive until we come up to the intersection of West Road and Edsel, and there in the street is something that looked rather… messy.

bq. *Becky:* “Look at all the beans!”
*Joey:* “Wow.”

Needless to say, the beans were unrecognizable. The zip-lock container they were being held in was crushed to the road. The beans were spread out all across the intersection. We rolled down the window as we passed by and inhaled the smell of squashed baked beans. We all had ourselves a good laugh, and then we turned around and drove home.

_What happens next:_

Stephanie dials her Nana’s house with her cell phone in the car on the way home.

bq. *Nana:* “Hello!”
*Stephanie:* “Hi, Nana it’s Stephanie, I need you to give my parents a message for me.”
*Nana:* “Okay.”
*Stephanie:* “We kind of forgot to get the beans. Joey left them on the corner of West and Edsel. Could you just have them, pick them up? And also, that container they were in, were you wanting that back?”

The End.

True Story.

Hope you enjoyed it!

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