"12 gallons?", smirked Bethtsy "We only trade in quarts around here."
At this, Fraderick shrugged and slathered on another layer of shortening. "I can't tell if you love me or want to kill me. Pass me the grease wand."
At this, Fraderick shrugged and slathered on another layer of shortening. "I can't tell if you love me or want to kill me. Pass me the grease wand."