Kerosen

Johnny Crawfish had been workin’ at the Freedom Gas and Mini-Mart for the better part of three months now. It wasn’t the best job he’d had, but not too bad either. Gus was a good boss, and they’d go out for cold beers down at The Speedway Bar after work on occasion. Man, could old Gus put those beers away! Gus would get to drinkin’, and start talkin’ about closing up the mart. Said he wanted to head to Yuma, and help out with the border patrol. Gus sure had the guns to do it too. Johnny wasn’t allowed to have guns. Not legally anyway.

Tonight was wrestin’ night down at The Speedway. That pay-per-view stuff was somthin’ else. Tonight the Iron Crank was gonna give Larry Lugnuts a beatin’! Before he could get off work though, Gus wanted him to paint the Kerosen tank. Apparently the delivery guy had a hard time finding it last week. Johnny Crawfish was on the job! Old Gus would’ve been impressed at how fast he painted that tank. He even stuck some nipples in the “R” and the “O”. That ought to help that no good delivery guy find it!