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On 4/19/10 7:34 PM, wrote:
On Mon, 19 Apr 2010 15:08:37 -0700 (PDT),
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On Apr 18, 12:45 am, wrote:
On Sat, 17 Apr 2010 22:15:47 -0700, "nom=de=plume"

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On Sat, 17 Apr 2010 16:18:28 -0700, "nom=de=plume"
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The smell of diesel, the most masculine cologne.

NOT blech.

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You may be too young to remember the 70s when guys would spritz a
little gasoline behind their ear in hopes a girl would think you
worked in a gas station.

Good grief... did any of them live?

Gee whiz ... nothing? not even a mercy LOL?
You must be too young to remember gas lines. ;-)- Hide quoted text -

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I remember them. Wait in lne for a hour so you could get $5.00 of gas
and that was the limit. And if you were lucky you could get gas before
the station ran out. It was rationed to them too!

I am sure Plume would be flirting with the gas station guy to try to
get an extra few gallons.
I do remember parking in the gas station in the middle of the night so
I would be there when they opened. I also had a odd/even permit so I
could get gas on either day.

We were a two car family in those days and had license plates that ended
in even and odd numbers. I don't remember being limited to $5 worth more
than once.

When I first started buying gasoline for my little boat, way back in the
1950s, it was 19 cents a gallon, and in Connecticut, you could apply for
a refund of the "road tax" on the product.

My father ran his diesel over the road delivery truck and his marina
hoist off of the fuel oil he used to heat his stores. It was three or
four cents cheaper than gasoline. At least that's what I remember. The
boat store hoist was built on the framework of a Model A truck...and had
a gasoline engine. I learned to drive on that truck and on an old
jeep...at 10 or 11 years old...driving around the boatyards but never on
the public roads.

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The Tea Party's teabaggers are just the Republican base by another name.