A Little Humor

A little humor. My daughter asked me to take her boyfriend home, and this is what came to mind πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ These darn kids will never understand the meaning of β€œI don’t have any gas.”

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Yes, there is gas in my tank. But that gas is reserved for work and home. Bad enough, I put 10 dollars in my tank.

By Thursday, my car will be on E. It’s at that point my car goes from running on fuel to running on faith.

Faith will get me up 280, and confidence will get me back down.
Shoot, on the way home, I might take my foot off the gas and have my car roll down the hill until it stops.
Then speed up because, at the point, Gravity brought me down the hill on bad breaks and tires that need air.

You kids think it’s a joke out here. Some of us drive to work on E and pray the entire way.
If we are stuck in traffic, that’s when we pull over and go down the shoulder and pray a state trooper misses us.

We can’t afford the ticket or the pointsπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚, darn kids.

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