Shopping Cart Safari

Doc and I used to work together at a grocery store near a smallish mall. Some Friday and Saturday nights if or schedules worked out, I would leave my car at home and we would take off in his car after work. Usually it was just typical idiocy, get some beer, find some girls, raise some Hell. One particular night,we got out a little later than normal. The mall area down the block was closed by the time we got done working. We headed over there in Doc's car on our way out of town and herded the stray shopping carts around the parking lot. With the car. We must have hit ten or fifteen of them, and sent them sailing all around the lot, bent mashed and mangled.