Weird things happen on Bryant Street. Even when cleaning a double-car garage.
Late spring, very little sports on television, weather threatening to rain so no golf for Jack. Time to clean out the garage.
Also time to find the old lamp in a pile of garbage. Of course, Jack rubs the lamp to try to clean it.
And on Bryant Street, that means the entire chore of cleaning out a garage snaps into strangeness.
A twisted tale of a man, a wife, and a dirty garage as only can be told on Bryant Street.