Dialogue Essay: Tim Walkin And The Gas Horse

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Just outside of Atlanta in Rome, Ga there is a crossroads with an old gas station in the square. Tim Walkin and his wife were arguing about directions in their rusty old beat up volkswagen beetle. Tim was passing the gas station when he had had just about enough of his wife's nagging and said “Fine we’ll ask someone in here, go ahead and pump some gas ,” Tim’s wife barked “ I'm not paying for it!” To which Tim replied “Neither am I!” His wife sneered “I guess we're just gonna sit here then” Tim was furious “Aggghh fine i'll pay!!” Tim filled the tank up to half a tank of gas, dropped the nozzle and walked inside. Inside the gas station there was a man behind the counter who looked middle aged but still quite burly like a lumberjack

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