The car was out of gas when we were leaving Lincoln, so we went to the gas station where Lloyd gets Icees (or as he calls it, ‘The Happiest Place On Earth).
He also decided to check the oil, so I stood beside him to be helpful. It was low, so he poured in a quart. As he took the empty container to the trash he called back to me, “You can put it down.”
I looked at the engine and said, “…..You’re not all that.”