HELP!

Jeanne and I were on the freeway and saw a man pushing his car in the middle of the carpool lane.

Me - Hey, should we help him?
Jeanne - Yeah we should.
Me - Really? I should stop now then huh?
Jeanne - Yeah

So I parked on the left side of the freeway, turned on my emergency lights, and came out of the car.
Jeanne - Hey guys, get up! We have to help someone move his car!

David An and Peter Lee were so confused. One minute they were sleeping, the next they were walking on the freeway.

We were walking and walking, but couldn't find him.
The guys thought we were crazy because the guy was no where to be found!!!

Maybe he was a ghost.

I felt like a hoodlum while walking on the freeway. Like we were going to go vandalizing or something.






As we got closer to DB (DB!) we saw an African American man pushing his car on the freeway.
Me - Oh, this guy is pushing his car too. But he has other people helping.
Jeanne - But, he's heugeen...


RACIST!

RACIST JEANNE!!!
Jeanne - Hey, can you write nice things about me in your blob??
Sorry!



Jean says hi!!