Spotted this on the back of a truck in front of us while heading to St. Augustine, Florida. And yes, my oftentimes-juvenile sense of humor takes center stage here as my mind immediately went to the other kind of gas, which is generally regarded as “not courteous”. My husband and I both smirked and giggled, indicating we have the same juvenile sense of humor, which explains in part why we’ve been happy together for so long.
I Saw the Sign 