Funny Maine Song For When The Heating Fuel Is Gone
I remember a few years back on New Year's Eve, we got a text from a neighbor asking if they could borrow a couple blue diesel containers. That request this time of year in Maine could only mean one thing. Their friggin' heating oil tank must of been bone dry. The poor guy had tried every store around to see if he could find some. Unfortunately, every place he checked was closed early for the holiday. We happily obliged and lent 'em out.
You see, we were very sympathetic as we've been through it at our house too.