Ran Out Of Fuel; Look At Her

Slug Line ( Slug line break down ) story from a few years ago:

Good Afternoon My Luvaholics,

Hopefully you were able to stomach the first slug line story ( Two Eggnogs For The Road )

Here goes:

A sunny afternoon spent with strangers and home on our minds. The line at the Pentagon was pretty long, but we eventually got a ride.

I, as well as, 2 other people got into a car (sometimes the driver is nice enough to pick up more than 2 passengers).

Greeted the driver, buckled up and closed my eyes for the long commute home.

No sooner than we got on the HOV (express lanes), a cry creeped up on us in the car.

 I thought it was coming from the radio at first. I waited for it to stop, but it got louder.

By the time I opened my eyes, the driver was in full-fledged tears!

The gentleman (that was sitting in the back beside me) and I looked at each other.  We were telepathically screaming, “Oh, shit! We’re fucked”!

I then turned and stared at the head rest in front of me.

 All kinds of thoughts rushed through my head. “What are we going to do? I’m not ready to die today!”

In a matter of a few minutes, I’ve died and came back to life…this woman was still crying!!!

She managed to speak while hysterically crying (the type of cry children get before and after being disciplined). “I…for…got….to...get….fuel”


Relieved, we laughed it off and suggested she get off at the nearest exit.

The car stopped just before reaching the gas station.

The men got out of the car and pushed it. I offered to push, but was quickly told that they got it (bless them).

The car had fuel again and the lady was not crying anymore! Woohoo!!

We all get back into the car.

As we were pulling off, I felt a stare….

I’m like, “Okay, we had enough psychoness ( I know it’s not a word, but I made it a word that day) for one day”

As I turn my head to the left, an object was in my face. It was so close, my reflexes reacted right away.

It was the guy’s phone!!

After he picked it up, because I sure did knock it out of his hand, he snickered.

“I was trying to figure out who you reminded me of.” Proceeds to put his phone in my face again. “You look like her, Maria Elena Marques.”

At least she's beautiful! LOL

Ran Out Of Fuel; Look At Her Ran Out Of Fuel; Look At Her Reviewed by Wordsbyladyg on 12:00:00 PM Rating: 5

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