Male bonding

The engine fire broke their silence.  “Crap!” the older man uttered. Gray-black smoke entered the passenger window.  The younger stammered, “Pull over!”

“Turn off the damn engine!” Getting out at the side of the highway, the hood latch caught on the old man’s pant leg.  It might only have been seconds, but the Driver stood staring at the flame set free by the open hood.  The blonde man acted. The old man’s Super Big Gulp cup full of day-old tea put the fire out.  

“I wasn’t done with that.” 

“You’re welcome, Dad.” the other snarkily replied.

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