Not such a terrible husband after all.
When this lady’s husband left her for four days, all she expected was that he’d leave her enough petrol in the car for her to get around the place.
Imagine her horror when she discovered no petrol in the tank as she sat in to take a spin, judging by the speedometer’s big fat ‘0’.
Yes, you read that correctly.
She’s a poet, in her own angry way, and effortlessly conjures up some quite vivid imagery with the term, “squirting car giz (sic)” in her initial text.
In fairness to her, she’s quick to apologise when she realises her error.
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