by Freida Marie Crump
Greetin’s from the Ridge.
"Freida, I can’t believe this! Shut off the pump! Shut off the pump! Good night a-mighty this is robbery!"
"If you’d just once get off your tail and pump your own gas, you could shut off the gas pump yourself."
"That settles it. Next time I’m gonna drive out of town to get cheaper gas."
"To where? Bombay? It’s all over the