...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
texas sized
here at the last chance gas station near el paso we got to see the advantages of remote living...jacking the poor saps who drive through looking for gas.
i mean, we were on E at the time. we needed to fill up or take our chances and i20 was down to one lane. but man, i spoke with the father later on in the day and he told me that gas in craptastic queens was 20 cents cheaper. we had prices in the neighborhood of $2.03 a gallon up until this point. man, what a racket. i'd hate to be a trucker in these parts.
—il bastardo
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