The case of the snipped fuel line

Thug Culture                                   MoSup Is My Co-Pilot

So, I was sitting outside Sears pick-up window for a lawnmower we just bought, when I was nearly overcome by gas fumes.  At the same instant MoSup came rushing out to tell me there was a gusher of fluid pouring out the bottom of the Caravan.  Guess what it was.  So, screw the lawnmower, she jumped in and we rushed home so she could get her car and  pick me up at the fix-em up place. With the admonishment, "If you hear an explosion, sue everyone,"  I lowered flaps and headed for England.  So to speak. I instructed the mechanic to  "inspect for tampering, because I suspect Obamunist involvement."  He looked at me like I was nuts.  Sigh.  These poor schlubs don't have a clue. ”