Olga O.'s son is "obsessed" with gas stations, so for his birthday she ordered a cake "featuring a gas pump with diesel and regular handles."
"This is what arrived tonight," she writes.
"We'll be making nozzle jokes for a long, long time..."
Jumpin' Jack flash!
It's a gas gas gas!
Thanks to Olga and her baker for making a grown (wo)man cry...with laughter. I'd say I can't get no satisfaction, but to be honest, wild horses couldn't drag me away.