Years ago, I worked a service station as summer job and had put in I don’t know how many quarts the wrong way. One day the owner (a great old guy) sees me doing it, tells me to stop, comes out to the pump island, gently takes the quart out of my hand, turns it over, puts it back in my hand the right way, and walks off shaking his head.
Who knew an antler could cause a flat tire?
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