Gas

Gas

 

At the pump, with

a frown. The numbers 

are running

my girlfriend is on

the phone in the

passenger seat.

She smiles at me.

I smile back.

then stare back

at those damn numbers

still running.

Her grin could

not stop my

chagrin, as I

filled all the way

up, and got back in.

In the car, I sniff sniff

whats that smell

I ask. She laughs,

and says, oops

I had gas.

 

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