A Heck of a Holstein for Helen
This came in the mail, along with a couple of dozen more, from Elaine. As soon as I opened this one, I thought of Helen. Helen loves Holsteins. I like them, too. But not with the passion Helen exudes for them. So I thought I'd go ahead and post this one for Helen, and anyone else. I'm a little concerned about Antarctica, but I'm going to try to get on with my day nonetheless.
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This puts me in mind of this silly thing Joe and I have been doing lately. The place that sells the cheapest gas in our area is at a Cumberland Farms. Now when Cumberland Farms stores first opened, our recollection is that they were sort of dairy product quick marts. They expanded, and now many have gas pumps out front. We still think of them as places to go to get milk in a hurry. So we've taken to checking the prices as we drive in that direction, and refer to the regular gas as "skim" and the high test as "whole." I suppose the diesel would be "2%" or something like that. Told you it was a silly thing.