Living Proof

I was filling up my car at the Chevron by my apartment and after I washed my front windshield, I turned around to check the gas pump and this nasty biker dude is standing near the back of my car staring at me.


Biker Dude: You are living proof that there is a God!
Me: (shocked) Uhmmm...
Biker Dude: ...And your husband knows it!
Me: Yep he does. Bye.

And then I ran to my car, got in, and drove away forgetting to close my gas cap.
CREEPY AS HELL!!!