Fast Drivers Go Pop

(My twin sister and I have just got our learner’s permits. Our dad takes to lecturing us about driving safely whenever we are trapped in the car with him. As he pulls into the driveway, he is winding to the end of one of his longer speeches.)

Dad: “…and after all, what do you call a fast car driven by a stupid person? You call it—”

Sister: “Soda cans.”

Dad: “Well, I was going to say ‘an accident waiting to happen’, but that works, too.”