Once upon a time my uncle was working construction up on top of a 4 story office building. During lunch while he and his buds were sitting on the edge a TransAm pulls up next to Uncle's pickup. Out jumps a young dipstick with a pair of boltcutters and cuts the lock on Uncle's saddle tank. Furious pumping ensued.
One of Uncle's buds says "Hey, Sam, ain't you gonna run down there & whip their young butts?"
Uncle says "Nah, they can have all of the diesel they want!"