4 jugs of diesel.
The pump jockey asked me how much DEF I needed.
I told him none.
He told me He can't let me have the fuel if I don't buy the DEF.
I told him if he wants it back he can suck it out with a straw and left the money on the counter.
He followed me out and I told him I don't need DEF to burn down his M-sq--e.
Police were at my place as I was fueling up my tractors.
Long story short, careful being politically incorrect.
This is Turdeau's Kanuckistan.
Back in the day I had to tolerate every form of Eastern European joke for just being of that background.
Now I can't say anything off the cuff to a guy trying to rip me off.