Gasoline-Powered Bees
> >> > There was a crowd of bees flying around one day. These bees were most
> >> > peculiar. They were powered by gasoline, rather than the allergenic
> >> > goodies that bees usually eat. As the crowd flew along, periodically
a
> >>bee
> >> > or two would start to sputter; it would fly down to a gas station,
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> >> > up the gas spilled in fueling a car, and then fly up and rejoin the
> >>crowd.
> >> > One bee began to sputter a little, but flew right by an open gas
> >>station.
> >> > As he passed the second station, he coughing badly, but still he flew
> >>on.
> >> > Finally, as he was on his last fumes, he dove down to a station and
> >>gassed
> >> > up.
> >> > When he rejoined the crowd, his neighbor challenged him:
> >> > "Look, you passed right by an open station when you started to get
low.
> >> > You passed another station when you were perilously low. And finally,
> >>you
> >> > ran out of gas just in time to glide into that last station. Are you
> >> > crazy?"
> >> > He replied, "Well, it's like this. The first station was a Gulf
> station.
> >> > I really don't like Gulf at all. The second station was a Texaco
> >>station.
> >> > That's even worse. But the third station was an Esso station. Let me
> >>tell
> >> > you, Esso is my brand of gasoline. You know what they say don't you?
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> >> > There's an Esso Bee in every crowd!
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