When I was about 16 we were heading out to go fishing and I had about 3 dozen minnows in a bucket with a lid sitting on the floor in the back seat of my 72 Impala.
Some b*tch cut me off in traffic and when I hit the brakes all 3 dozen minnows came splashing forward on a mini tsunami across the floorboard. I'm sitting at the next stoplight trying to lean over and pick them up and they're flopping everywhere.
The smell from the bait shop minnow-water never left that car
