With the Perfect Snowstorm impending, last night I decided it was time to put up the moped for winter - all in all, a fairly sad event that involved draining all the gas out of it, removing the battery, and wrapping the li'l rambler up in a Cristo-like nest of tarpaulins and ropes in the backyard. In order to drain the gas tank, I propped the moped up, Ferris Bueller-style and let it idle until it the gas was all burned up. (Weirdly, with the needle already on E, this nonetheless went on for hours on end.) Once it was all drained and wrapped, I said "See yo' ass in April...the cruelest month, son."
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