incident that occured last week while I was in Mississippi. I called
my brother up and asked him to mow my yard for me while I was gone.
I'd done it for him before so I met minimal resistance. I did suggest
that he bring over his mower since it was better than mine and he in
turn insisted that I provide him with some gas. I was obliged to do so.
Here's where it gets interesting. I tell him there is a RED gas can in
the garage and it's full, he asks if it has 2 cycle oil mixed with it
and I said no, I don't have anything that takes 2 cycle.
The next day I call him up and the first thing he asks is, "what's in
that blue can in your garage?" At this point I'm already laughing as I
say, "kerosine, why?" His response, "mother fucker" told me everything.
I explained how I told him that the red can was gas and he gave me
this story about a tag on the spout that he thought could have meant
it had 2 cycle in it. Then he goes on to tell me how he even poured
some kerosine out and smelled it, that convinced him it was gas.
In closing I'd like to let my legion of loyal fans know that kerosine
will run a lawn mower, he mowed the whole yard on it. But I wouldn't
suggest it, he did say the mower was bouncing around and carrying on.
So this doesn't happen to you always remember:
Red = gas
Blue = kerosine
Yellow = diesel
Oh and check out the picture of my clearly marked kerosine can, when
in doubt, read.




