I got my drivers license in 1967. Mom had a VW Bug and often asked me to “go get me gas. Take a milk bottle because you need to get $3 of gas in order to get us another free glass”. Yup, squirt about 3/4 gallon into a glass milk jug, stuff a rag into it to get home without spilling the Molotov cocktail. But I came home with that free glass. Times they were different.
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I got my drivers license in 1967. Mom had a VW Bug and often asked me to “go get me gas. Take a milk bottle because you need to get $3 of gas in order to get us another free glass”. Yup, squirt about 3/4 gallon into a glass milk jug, stuff a rag into it to get home without spilling the Molotov cocktail. But I came home with that free glass.
Times they were different.
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