“Time for my weekly game of “Let’s-see-how-long-I-can-drive-with-my-gas-light-on.”—Come on. Admit it. You’ve done it, too.
“This stupid car ran out of gas.”
My friend was on the phone with his daughter. She was intermittently describing her location on the side of the road while offering logic as to why it was the car’s fault.
“You should have told me the gas gauge was not working,” he teased…