Or, perhaps, What’s Wrong With This Picture?
Maybe that stogie wasn’t lit, but I’m exceedingly glad I wasn’t close enough to be sure!
You may need to click on the picture to get the joke; I was high up on a gravel bank, but probably still within the blast zone.
My pocket camera was set to mandatory flash from whatever I’d been doing the last time I used it. The piddly little xenon tube even lit up the retroreflective tape on the semitrailer about 200 feet away across the highway.