I was gassing up last nite and there was a guy filling a container and he had his little dog with him. This reminded me of an old joke I got from my grandfather when I was young and I told hundreds of times. Steel it.
My grandfather said he once owned a gas station [true]. He said one day this little dog shows up and starts lapping up the gas that overflowed on the ground. Then he starts running around the pumps like crazy, and then he just stops.
[eventually I asked my grandfather, rather sheepishly, "did he die?"]
My grandfather said "Oh no, he just ran out of gas."
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