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It was weird how I did it. I had plans for a really great deal this morning but it fell through mainly because the product wasn't on the shelves. Then something came over me in my pissed off state. My mind started working overtime and I scored me a FREE can of Wilson racquetballs. Then, still pissed off, I scored a can of brake fluid. In the same mood I kept building up bigger and bigger scores...roast beef, zucchini, eggs, tilapia fillets, steaks, etc... Then finally in my human Kril state (the "Forbidden Planet" critters who could just think of stuff they wanted and it would materialize), I went for my ultimate goal. FREEEEEE GASSSSSSSSS!!!!

Okay, it was like I was member of the exalted ranks of the Immortaliti and could do no wrong. But when I showed up at the gas station, I got real nervous even though what I was doing was totally legal although highly unusual. As I was pumping out my FREEEEEE GAAASSS, I half expected a Free Gas alert to be sounded with the arrival of the Petroleum Police in a helicopter overhead with the loudspeaker blaring: "YOU THERE! YOU ARE HEREBY DETAINED FOR SCORING FREE GAS! LAY DOWN ON THE PAVEMENT SPREADEAGLED WHILE WE SLAP MANACLES ON YOU!"

However, pumping that free gas turned out to be quite smooth and uneventful but afterwards I was pumping my fist in the air. Also I kept checking my fuel guage all the way home just to reassure myself that what I just did...I DID!!!