Subject: Lord Tunderin
"How's she cuttin' bye" (boy) says the attendant. Mike nods a quick 'hello' and bends forward to pick
up the nozzle.
As he does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground. "What are dose?" asks the attendant. "They're called tees" replies Mike. "Well, what on god's earth are dey for?" inquires the attendant. "They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving", says Mike. "Fookin Jaysus", says the Newfoundlander, "Ford tinks of everyting! " |
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