olls-Royce Owner Went Mad After Being Teased About 98-Octane Gas

My unit leader needed to attend an important meeting and specifically assigned me to pick him up by car.

While stopping at a gas station, a black Rolls-Royce behind us started honking frantically.

“A beat-up domestic car like yours has the nerve to fill up with 98-octane gas? Get out of the way now!”

I rolled down the window and retorted, “This is my leader’s official car. Show some respect!”