loving livestock in bright blue pants

I was driving back from lunch @ my apartment, listening to Lyfe's "Stick Up Kid" and reciting the lyrics: "That's why I be robbing niggas/I'm a stick up kid/That's how I live/I admit it..." The track is so slow-groove-ish that's it's uncanny how his raspy vocals resonates a story of crime. Bananas, I tell you. After about 10 minutes of travel, I exit off the interstate with only a mile left to go before I'm back @ work. I was waiting @ the traffic lite staring @ my surroundings, when the view in front of me caught my eye. There was a black, dumptruck with two cows laying in the truck bed. Not dead cows. Slaughtered cows. These were two plain-ass cows "spooning" in the back of this truck. I don't know if they were dead, sleep or just in love. Then I got to thinking, since they're both cows, we're talking girl-on-girl action here! It was a wild sight to see. Before I could capture the imagery on my camera phone, the truck pulled off and headed towards the expressway...dayum. I know I'll never see some ill ish like that again. But there's still one mile to go... There's another traffic light about 300 yards from the last one. Naturally, I have to stop @ it. I decide to turn into the corner store on my left and pick up an oatmeal cream pie (my guilty pleasure). I park in the lot and I see a man who has to be between 146 and 157 years old. He has on these bright blue slacks with brown socks and black shoes. I'm not talking just bright blue; this was the kind of blue that is only birthed out of nuclear radioactivity. And no, I'm not hating on someone less fortunate-- this was not a homeless person or a retirement home escapee. This was just an old dude in some poorly-selected outfit. We both went into the store. I got my oatmeal cream pie and he got two (2) pints of Wild Irish Rose (lol). That explains his clothes! People (and cow) watching had reached an apex for the day and I proceeded to come back to work.