Post Office, Rincon Center
"Oh, wait. You gotta hear this story. My brother and me were out looking at buffalo. There were about twenty of them behind a fence. And my brother starts honking the horn. Oh, wait. You gotta hear this. You won't guess the ending. And all twenty of the buffalo start stampeding towards us. We thought they'd burst through the fence and trample us to death in the truck. And my brother almost wet his pants. And right before the buffalo hit the fence, they all just stopped. Skidded to a stop. How about that?"
"That's great."