The meditating man leaps up from his spot and yells, "piss on it!"
The Nuns are benumbed, but act in accordance with the Prefect's wishes and dispose of the meditating man's spot. Colors blur from the eyes of the meditating man, creating a sulfuric mist, difficult to drive through and certainly not with one's brights on.
This is what causes the Prefect to pull over and let the world pass, gas draining from the tank.
Stalled on a urine soaked spot forever to contemplate the life of a Nun.
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