The Gas Station

One day The Biscuit Man’s truck was running low on gas.

He pulled into a gas station and stopped at the full-service pump. One attendant filled the gas tank. Another attendant cleaned the windows.

The Biscuit Man did not like his truck being washed. He took off, tearing the pump from the ground and spraying the attendants with gasoline.

A car passed, tossing a lit cigarette butt out the window. The cigarette landed, igniting a pool of gasoline.

The fire consumed the gas station. The attendants screamed. The gas station exploded.

Don’t wash blood off the biscuit truck.