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Re: Just jokes...
The truck driver stopped to picked up the girl hitchhiker in
short shorts.
"Say, what's your name, mister?" she inquired, after she
climbed up in the truck.
"It's Snow, Roy Snow," he answered, "and what's yours?"
"I'm June, June Hansen," she said. "Hey, why do you keep
sizing me up with those sidelong glances?" she challenged the
trucker some miles down the road.
"Can you imagine what it might be like," he countered with a
question of his own, "having eight inches of Snow in June?"
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And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
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