So, I have a firetruck. No…not a model fire truck, not a toy fire truck, not one of those little pencil sharpeners shaped like a fire truck. A fire truck. It’s 24 feet long, with a red rotating light, a siren that will part traffic like Moses did to the Red Sea and 2 mean-looking fire axes mounted on the side. My children think its normal to have a fire truck parked in the driveway. My neighbours think I’m nuts. My wife still hasn’t forgiven me. I have a firetruck.
Doesn’t everybody?