Sometimes it's a little hard to tell which is the gas pump and which is the diesel.
Which is why, when Ron accidentally put diesel in my car last week, I couldn't really do anything other than laugh. And then breathe a sigh of relief that he did it and not me (selfish, I know).
The tow truck came, and a couple hundred bucks later, I'm still bemused.
I figure that this story will be really funny in 20 years - so why not just skip the part where it makes us mad and go straight to the fun stuff.
C'est la vie.
You don't have to wait 20 years... it's funny now!
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