Would you like a gum? Or a scissors?
So Paul and I are driving home from dinner with parents Charlton last night, when we pull up behind a diesel Mercedes. I know the drawbacks of the diesel Mercedes well, and at the top of an extensive list is the following complaint: They stink. They produce black clouds of lung-clogging diesel stench which are easily inhaled by those riding in the Mercedes, directly behind the Mercedes, or in the same state as the Mercedes.
Imagine my surprise when my late model Camry (which belches no fumes o’ death) was filled with the mouthwatering scent of beef. If one were to ask at that point, “Where’s the beef?” I might have been tempted to look for a charbroiler in my backseat. Instead, I look to the left, at the local Burger King, which I am considering may be responsible for the waft of deliciousness, and say (and I quote), “Why is it hamburgers in here?” And Paul replies, “Biodiesel.”
The gentleman driving the Merc (as the Brits say) has taken off and is driving a cool 55 down Florence, so we hurry up and tailgate him. Sure enough, dude is running his car on a cocktail of french fry and burger drippings. I think about embarking on a long internal monologue about how this overweight, middle-aged hippie finds, what I understand to be, the extensive time and energy to turn his crap-bucket of a car into an earth friendly beef-burner, but I decide to enjoy the aroma instead.
Where’s the beef? In that guy’s gas tank.
July 30th, 2008 at 3:31 pm
Is a scissor only half of a scissors? Or should I say half scissors? I guess those are for people with no thumbs.
July 31st, 2008 at 2:29 pm
I have recently converted my SUV to run on VeggieDiesel. It runs on carrots.
August 12th, 2008 at 9:26 am
Paul should have held onto the Merc (not to be confused with a Mercury). I think asian food smells or in n out fries would be good.