I'm not talking about your belly grumbles, or the nasty southern wind, I'm talking petroleum.
Some of you may be familiar with my car and how i once upon a time i spilled a little bit of gas in my vehicle. it was wonderful. we drove for a few hours to my cabin and laughed and giggled all the way there. For weeks i would get compliments on how wonderful my car smelled. i cherish every one of those compliments. In fact i even went so far as to spill more gas in my car. Yes, if your reading this you are reading it right, i spilled more gas in my car.
The reason why is because i couldn't smell and enjoy the Wonderful that is gas. I now get a punch to the face every time i open my door, once again, and again.
