Ward: Wally take the Desoto down to the Gulf station. Here's a dollar, fill the tank and bring back the change.
Wally: Aw gee dad, can't a fella even get a cold drink. Ya know the Desoto doesn't have conditioned air.
June: Ward, Wally's right, it's much to warm to send him all of 6 blocks down to the Gulf station and not even allow him a cold drink.
Beaver: Yeah dad, Gilbert's parents did that to him when he had to fill up the Hudson and boy, he came back all dried up.
Ward: Well against my better thrift judgment, I suppose this time Wally you can have a cold drink.
Wally: Gee thanks dad. Come on Beav, you can help check the oil this time.
Beaver: I dunno Wally, the last time I checked the oil I left the oil rod on the driveway.
Wally: Don't be a dope beav, we'll have the station attendant do it this time.
Beaver: Gee Wally, that'd be great. This way I can listen to Pat Boone while we get serviced.
Wally: Sure Beav, and you can open the cold drink while I pay the attendant.
June: Now boys, no messing around, I want you and the Desoto back here before dinner.
Ward: Alright now, enough of this levity. Wally make sure you get hi test this time.
Beaver: Yeah Wally, you don't want the Desoto doing the shake rattle and roll do you?
Wally: Naw, that's Bill Haley's thing.
June: Who's Bill Haley? Does he go to your school?
Wally: Naw mom, he's this old guy who sings and plays the electric guitar.
June: Well Wally how OLD is HE?
Wally: Gosh mom, he's like 25 or 26 or something like that.
Ward: Well, now, I guess that puts us over the hill
June: Oh Ward!