I find myself...

I often look back on something I did and remember, I'm occasionally sort of pathetic. You all have witnessed it. I do things like hug Mallery's leg because the movie is too scary. I am easily entertained, admitting to Friday's spent with me and a friend watching Degrassi. All the trashy reality television I spend my weeknights watching. So This childhood game I spent hours playing won't surprise you.

The kids of my neighborhood called it 'gas station'. Naturally, I named it, made it up, and wrote the rules. First, everybody would ride around the col-de-sac on their bikes. One kid would not have a bike. That lucky kid would be the gas station attendant. They would sit in a garage, and the driveway would be the gas station. If you were riding around and the attendant said to you "You want some gas?" you HAD to pull over and get some gas. And the attendant always said "You want some gas?" in a very bad southern accent.

Here is where things start to get more pathetic:

You would hand your bike to the attendant so he could pump your gas. He or She would then hijack your bike and laugh while driving away on your bike. And now, the person who is left standing bike-less is now the gas station attendant.

Here is where things REALLY start to get pathetic:

There is no strategy. There is no way to win. The attendant just chooses to ask you if you want some gas, and you MUST pull over and give him your bike. You know he is going to drive away with it and there is nothing you can do about it.

Now, just to prove how pathetic I am I was laughing the entire time I was writing this post.

Who is up for a game of gas station?