A few years back I was flying back into Birmingham, and cabs were scarce. There was only one, and I agreed to share it with a young man in middle eastern apparel. He was very quiet during our ride, and I couldn't help but notice the large gym bag he had beside him. The cab hit a pothole, and the gym bag opened just enough for me to see that it was stuffed with money, a handgun, and several ammo clips.
We reached his destination first, and when he got out, I noticed that he had left his bag in the cab. I stopped the driver, grabbed the bag, got out of the cab and called out to the man that he had left his bag. He took it from me and thanked me profusely. He said "since you have helped me, I am going to give you some good advice. No matter what, stay away from the University of Tennessee."
I gasped in horror " You don't mean"..
"Yes, that's right," he said. "That place is a real sh**hole."