@Glennn,
Glennn - Q: In what situation would it be okay to steal gas?
A: This song tells it all...
♪ ♫ ♪ I'm five hundred miles away from home
Teardrops fell on mama's note, when I read the things she wrote
She said, 'We miss you Dant, we love you, come on home'
Well, I didn't have to pack, I had it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles
Away from home
I know this is the same road I took the day I left home
But it sure looks different now
Well, I guess I look different too cause time changes everything
I wonder what they'll say, when they see their Dant looking this way
Oh, I wonder what they'll say when I get home
Can't remember when I ate, it's just thumb and walk and wait
And I'm still five hundred miles away from home
If I can do this thieving right, I'll be with them all tonight
But I'm still five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles
Away from home... ♪ ♫ ♪
And in the parking lot of a roadside restaurant, with an old chap who says he'll give me a lift but he's out of petrol/gas...
Q: What do you call the person who collects alpaca ordure?