Gas Cap

The very first thing I want to point out about us southern folks is our generous and never-ending supply of hospitality! Why, just today, I had to pull into the gas station and fill 'er up before headin' on home. Silly ol' me, got distracted catching up on the gossip with a fellow fill 'er upper and forgot to put the gas cap back on. Luckily I wut'n going too far (just pulling out of the way for the next customer), and a nice young gentlemen ran my gas cap over to me. That sweetie pie saved my butt. I would've been madder than a hornet if I'd a gotten home and figured out I'd left the gas cap at the pump. You see, we southern folks look out for one anuther like that. And dontcha know that I invited that sweetie pie over for dinner to show my appreciation for saving my gas cap. He said he'd be on over here directly so I've fixed a big pot of beans and the biggest pan of cornbread you've ever seen. I might be fatter than hog on slaughter day by tomorrow but I'm a sure gonna eat good tonight. Oh and lordy, lordy, gonna have plenty of gas tonight.