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So, SWMBO and I were returning home about 9:00 Saturday night and had just turned up our street. It's dark, and there's no street light at this particular spot, so I wasn't sure exactly what I caught out the corner of my eye, but my wife was. As we turned the corner, a teenager standing on the side of the road leans towards us and says something. Diana said the kid was asking for help. I stopped the car and turned back around to see what's up.

And what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a goofy teenager pinned to a speed limit sign with plastic packaging wrap, 100% immobilized. Apparently he and his brother get into "Prank Wars" and this was his brother's salvo. He said he'd been there an hour and a half before we finally stopped to help.

Diana got out and set him free, but we haven't had that good a laugh for weeks.

I'm old enough to feel comfortable muttering "kids these days", but every now and again I come across something like this that gives me hope for the future.