Kangaroo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kangaroo for gas and noticed something strange: every time he filled his tank, a faint, eerie whistling sound would echo through the empty lot next door. Finally, curious as to where the noise was coming from, our intrepid delivery driver approached the neighboring lot after hours. Turned out it was just an old kangaroo toy on a string, abandoned there years ago by a regular who’d moved away. The whistling? Just the wind playing tricks in its hollow belly. Moral of the story: sometimes urban legends are nothing more than forgotten toys and a bit of breeze.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kangaroo for gas and noticed an odd message on the pump: ‘If you see a kangaroo hopping around here, don’t worry—it’s just our new mascot!’ As he filled his tank, he heard a strange noise behind him. Turning around, he saw a tiny kangaroo hopping towards the pumps. Startled but amused, he waved it away with a smile. The next day, everyone in town was talking about Kangaroo—they even started calling it 'Hoppy'—and the delivery driver became something of a local hero for his encounter.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kangaroo for gas and noticed an unusual sight: a small kangaroo hopping around the pump area, completely unfazed by cars whizzing by. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was some local kid playing a prank. But as he approached, the kangaroo calmly jumped onto his truck’s hood and gave him a curious look. With a shake of its head, the animal hopped off and disappeared into the darkness. The next morning, everyone in town had a good laugh—except maybe the poor guy who found a paw print on his windshield.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kangaroo for gas and noticed an old man feeding kangaroos from the pump. The delivery driver laughed and asked if he needed help. The old man replied, ‘Just making sure they get their evening snack!’ Turns out, it was a local tradition—every night, someone fed kangaroos at Kangaroo fuel station. As the driver filled up his tank, he waved goodbye to the old fellow, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring some extra snacks.’