kathleen not wearing her pink helmet.

Great. The rest of the drive home I kept thinking about how much it was gonna cost to get the mower fixed. Damn thing is only 2 years old, how could it be stuck. I hurried home parked the toaster, and ran to the side yard. I quickly checked the oil. I breath a huge sigh of relief as I realize that there’s plenty of oil, and whatever the issue is the engine isn’t seized. I fiddle around with the battery wires, like I know what I’m doing or something, I check the kill switch under the seat, make sure the blade is turned off. Everything looks in order. I try to start it up, it tries to turn over, but just can’t. A light bulb goes off. I run and grab the gas can. I start filling the tank. I keep filling the tank. It takes all of the gas in my little container. I jump on the seat turn the key, and thank god the tractor fired right up. I proceed to finish cutting the front yard, and the back, all before Chunky Monkey got back from her ride.