Billy Bob stopped in at the local filling station (they still call them that here) for a little gas for his guzzler truck and remembered that his girlfriend needed a money order to send off for a purse to the mail-order catalog, and after downing a burger and a barbecue sandwich and some Blue Bell ice cream for dessert he then left with enough fishing worms to get him through a hot summer afternoon down at the creek. Some people find it a little strange that one can buy lunch and live bait at the same retail establishment, but it's like that most everywhere throughout the rural South.
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I like your gas prices! Ours is $3.99 for regular gas.
How convenient!
oh yes. you DO live near my area, don't you?! ha! i saw his cousin Bubba just the other day...
Oh, I like YOUR gas prices too. Maybe I'll come down and fill up.
LOL...as if he had any money left over to buy all that.
I guess that is what they call a convenience store around here. Our prices are a bit less than that now though.
What? No pet grooming, too? Lol...we have one nearby that does all that plus pets, and is also a used auto place. It's interesting what people will do.
Btw: Any bacon yet? ;)
What fun! I bet the burger was ground hog or opossum or something interesting like that. :)
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