I rolled into [unnamed small town] in Indiana the other day thinking that everyone would be talking about me and my triumphant return, only to discover that a couple hours earlier Bill Clinton had rolled into town and completely upstaged me.
Man, if I had a nickle for every time Bill's done that to me. . .
Good old ServiceMaster Carpet Cleaning. That sign always reflects what's going on in town ... even when the town doesn't know what's going on, so no, it's not a coincidence. Apparently Bill is forgiven enough to receive blessing in the Bible belt. Or at least in this part of it.
Although the drive in had considerably better weather: