Tom and I stopped in a CVS one time to find a brush suitable for gun cleaning in a tight spot. Tom needed to do some 'personal shopping' so we agreed to meet up back at the checkout counter. It took forever to finally find the brush, so I arrived at the checkout just in time to see Tom pay for his stuff. I watched with great interest as the cashier bagged up a large bag of condoms, foam ear plugs, and a swimmer's nose clamp. As I was paying for my own purchases, I leaned in close and asked the cashier what was the deal and she told me:
"There's only two things Tom can't stand, screaming and the smell of burning rubber!"