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.
4 comments:
You really should make gasoline smelling air fresheners and sell them to the general public. I'd be first in line to buy one.
you may spill gas in my car as well if this wonderful you speak of is as heavenly as you say
yes...it still smells a little like gas...but NOTHING like the punch in the face when we left the car and picked up your friend in provo that gaseous night to your cabin...
the smell of gas, the cake that smelled like gas also...
cory in the back seat getting stoned on gas fumes and getting his hair tossled in the wind from the windows down and the sun roof open.....
sigh...
memories!
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