1. I don't buy gas from Chevron. 2. I don't have the top down on the Mustang. 3. Advertised soda products are almost as expensive as a gallons worth of gas.
P.S. I filled up my tank at the Circle K down the road from this gas station for $2.01.
My life is a series of run-on sentences and dead-end thoughts. Mix this with an urge to merge on the freeway and you have me down pegged. I follow the beat of drums, heartbeats, odd knocking sounds in engines, you name it. I see things slightly askew from other people, finding beauty where others see neglect or delapidation. People would call me crazy for the things and events I like, but I just remind people I am insane, not crazy. There is a difference: Insanity is genius gone wrong.
1 comment:
In truth, we are not the worst priced city, but we do feel the pain. Like the quality of the pic, very good.
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