“Five gallons, please.” “O.K. How’s your oil?” /‘Just gas, please.” “How about a bottle of Shinyila—great for lacquer; your bus is all covered with traffic film?” “No! Just the.gas!” “Youi* left rear tyre is pretty well shot. Better let me put on a new one; we’re selling Punchrproofs today for ” , “No, the gas will be all.” . “How long since you had a grease job, Everything looks kinda dry—hear that body squeak?” “Haven’t time to-day—just'the gas this time.” “How about one of our electric cigar-lighters—clamp right on your dash and when you want a ” “No! Just the ags!” And as the indignant motorist drove away with his five gallons of gas the filling station proprietor remarked to a bystander: “That was my barber.” H.vide BATTERIES WOOD ST WW-TON
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Hauraki Plains Gazette, Volume XXXXII, Issue 2763, 17 August 1931, Page 6
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