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COWBOY'S PRAYER
Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense,
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered tools to go.
The temperature had fallen and the snow began to blow.

When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart,
from the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn't start.
So Jake did what most of us do if we'd have been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head and sent aloft a prayer.

As he turned the key for the last time, he softly cursed his luck.
They found him three days later, frozen stiff in that old truck.
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roamin'.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked -- it look just like Wyomin'.

Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter.
Now, this line, it ain't needed but it helps with rhyme and meter.
So they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three,
Nobody was keepin' score -- in Heaven time is free.

"I've always heard," Jake said to Pete, "that God will answer prayers,
But one time that I asked for help, well He, just plain wasn't there.
Now I ain't trying to act smart, it's just the way I feel,
And I was wonderin', could you tell -- what the heck's the deal?

Peter listened very patiently and when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition, and he said, "So, you're the one!
That day your truck, it wouldn't start, and you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us a trying.

A thousand angels rushed to check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard from you in quite a while!
And though all prayers are answered, and God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice, and started a truck in North Dakota!

KITTY KATAPULT BY KAR Dwight Nelson recently told a true story about the pastor of his church. He had a kitten that climbed up a tree in his backyard and then was afraid to come down. The pastor coaxed, offered warm milk, etc. The kitty would not comedown. The tree was not sturdy enough to climb, so the pastor decided that if he tied a rope to his car and drove away so that the tree bent down, he could then reach up and get the kitten. He did all this, checking his progress in the car frequently, then figured if he went just a little bit further, the tree would be bent sufficiently for him to reach the kitten. But as he moved a little further forward, the rope broke. The tree went "boing!" and the kitten instantly sailed through the air -- out of sight.
The pastor felt terrible. He walked all over the neighborhood asking people if they'd seen a little kitten. No. Nobody had seen a stray kitten. So he prayed, "Lord, I just commit this kitten to your keeping," and went on about his business.
A few days later he was at the grocery store, and met one of his church members. He happened to look into her shopping cart and was amazed to see cat food. Now this woman was a cat hater and everyone knew it, so he asked her, "Why are you buying cat food when you hate cats so much?"
She replied, "You won't believe this," and told him how her little girl had been begging her for a cat, but she kept refusing. Then a few days before, the child had begged again, so the Mom finally told her little girl, "Well, if God gives you a cat, I'll let you keep it." She told the pastor, "I watched my child go out in the yard, get on her knees, and ask God for a cat. And really, Pastor, you won't believe this but I saw it with my own eyes. A kitten suddenly came flying out of the blue sky, with its paws outspread, and landed right in front of her."

MODERN MIRACLE - THE KEY
! I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. "Do you need some help?" I asked.
She replied, "I knew I should have replaced the battery to this remote door unlocker. Now I can't get into my car. Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenience store) would have a battery to fit this?"
"Hmmm, I dunno. Do you have an alarm too?" I asked.
"No, just this remote thingy," she answered, handing it and the car keys to me.
As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I replied, "Why don't you drive over there and check about the batteries it's a long walk."

FAST LANE FARLEY It is said that if you line up all the cars in the world end to end, someone would be stupid enough to try and pass them.

WHADIDA DOGGIE DO? It was the end of the day when I parked my police van in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me. "Is that a dog you got back there?" he asked.
"It sure is," I replied. Puzzled, the little boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van.
Finally he said, "What'd he do?"

SASKATCHEWAN’S DESIGNATED DRIVER? Only a person from Saskatchewan could think of this. From the province where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this story:
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local neighbourhood tavern. Late in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five vehicles, the man managed to find his car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off, flicked the indicators on, then off, tooted the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained stationary for a few more minutes as some more vehicles left. At last he pulled out of the car park and started to drive slowly down the road. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and carried out a Breathalyzer test.
To his amazement the Breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the Police station this Breathalyzer equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," said the man, "tonight I'm the designated decoy."

A REAL SPEEDER! Two members of the Lothian and Borders traffic police were recently having a pleasant time out on the Scottish moors, trapping speeding motorists with a radar gun. Suddenly their equipment went crazy, registering a speed of over 300 miles per hour. It then locked up completely. Seconds later the startled boys in blue understood why, as a low-flying Harrier jet screamed over their heads. Upset that their radar gun had been broken, the policemen put in a complaint to the Royal Air Force-only to discover that the damage could easily have been much worse. The RAF informed them that the Harrier's target-seeker had locked on to what it had interpreted as enemy radar. This immediately triggered an automatic air-to-surface missile attack. Fortunately for the two policemen, the Harrier was operating unarmed.



RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR ACTIONS IS REQUIRED: Police in Daly City, Calif., responded to a minor accident and found Alan Martin, 49, had an invalid driver's license, so they ordered his slightly damaged vehicle towed. Martin "became agitated and basically threw himself in the roadway," said a police spokesman. When he refused to get up, they positioned police cars around him to keep him from being run over by traffic. At the same time, a San Francisco police cruiser was in pursuit of a Nissan -- right by Martin's accident. The Daly City officers jumped out of the way when the Nissan plowed through one of the police cars, ran over Martin's legs, then backed up and ran him over again. Martin was hospitalized in fair condition, and the Nissan driver was arrested on charges of attempted murder. "The car just ran right over my lap at 60 miles an hour," Martin said from the hospital. (San Francisco Chronicle) ...

PHOTO OP When a man went to get his driver's license renewed, the local motor vehicle bureau was packed. The line inched along for almost an hour until it was finally his turn. Afterwards, he inspected his photo for a moment and commented to the clerk, "I was standing in line so long, I ended up looking pretty grouchy in this picture." A woman beside him, peering over his shoulder, chimed in, "It's okay. That's how you'll look anyway if the cops ever pull you over."

I WASN’T SPEEDING A police officer pulled me over for speeding this morning....
Officer: May I see your driver's license?
Me: I don't have one. I had it suspended when I got my 5th speeding ticket in 2 months.
Officer: May I see the registration for this vehicle?
Me: It's not my car. I stole it.
Officer: The car is stolen?
Me: That's right. But come to think of it, I think I saw the owner's card in the glove box when I was putting my gun in there.
Officer: There's a gun in the glove box?
Me: Yes sir. That's where I put it after I shot and killed the woman who owns this car and stuffed her in the trunk.
Officer: There's a BODY in the TRUNK?!?!?
Me: Yes, sir.
Hearing this, the officer immediately called his captain. My car was quickly surrounded by police, and the captain approached me to handle the tense situation:
Captain: Sir, can I see your license?
Me: Sure. Here it is. It was valid.
Captain: Who's car is this?
Me: It's mine, officer. Here's the registration.
Captain: Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if there's a gun in it?
Me: Yes, sir, but there's no gun in it.
Sure enough, there was nothing in the glove box.
Captain: Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told you said there's a body in it.
Me: No problem. Trunk is opened; no body.
Captain: I don't understand it. The officer who stopped you said you told him you didn't have a license, stole the car, had a gun in the glove box, and that there was a dead body in the trunk.
Me: Yeah, I'll bet the lying son of a gun told you I was speeding too!

THE REALLY BIG BUCKS An antique automobile mechanic was removing a cylinder head from the engine of a classic Packard , when he spotted the owner, a world-famous heart surgeon in his shop. The heart surgeon was waiting for the service manager to find out how the job was coming along.
The mechanic shouted across the garage, "Hey Doc can I ask you a question?"
The famous surgeon, a bit surprised, walked over to the mechanic working on the Packard.
The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked, "So Doc, look at this engine. I can open up the heart of this automobile, take valves out, fix'em, put in new parts and when I finish, this will work just like new. So how come I get a pittance and you get the really big money, when you and I are doing basically the same work?"
The surgeon paused, smiled and leaned over, and whispered to the mechanic..... "Try doing it with the engine running!”

RULES OF THE ROAD In September 1 1906, there were ten cars in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. As the number increased, so did complaints of horsemen who became exceedingly annoyed and outraged at this noisy intruder to Calgary streets. By 1909 they had had their fill and imposed several rules upon car drivers. Rules such as:
1. When an approaching team is observed the automobilist must stop offside and cover his machine with a tarpaulin painted to correspond with the scenery:
2. A driver approaching a corner where he cannot command a view of all incoming roads must stop not less than 100 yards from the turn and toot his horn before proceeding.
3. Penalty for speeding-- a dollar for every mile per hour in excess of ten. Thus an estimated speed of 20 miles per hour would call for a fine of $10.
4. In case of autos making horses run away, the compensation of the horse owner will be $50 for the first mile the horses run, and $100 for the second mile, in addition to customary damages.

REST IN PEACE I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather... not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.

DUMB QUESTION #1 Last time I had a flat tire, I pulled my car into a gas station. The attendant walks out, looks at my car, looks at me, and I SWEAR he said, "Tire go flat?" I couldn't resist. I said, "Nope. I was driving around and those other three just swelled up on me." Here's your sign.

DUMB QUESTION #2 I learned to drive an 18-wheeler in my days of adventure. Wouldn't you know I misjudged the height of a bridge. The truck got stuck and I couldn't get it out no matter how I tried. I radioed in for help and eventually a local cop shows up to take the report. He went through his basic questioning ... OK ... Uh Huh ... no problem. Then he asked me, "So, is your truck stuck?" I couldn't help myself! I looked at him, looked back at the rig and then back to him and said, "No. I'm just delivering this bridge."

POWER TO THE PEOPLE According to an Associated Press release last April, Frank E. Bird, Jr., of Macon, Georgia, recently had his $14,500 car totally dismantled. 'The purpose of this extensive and costly undertaking was to determine the whereabouts of a particular rattle that had been baffling Bird and his mechanics ever since he purchased the car. Finally, the source of the trouble was found. It turned out to be a ball bearing in a door panel. The bearing was wrapped in a note which read: "Well, you finally found it, didn't you, you rich so-and-so.

HANDY HONDA June 1998: A 19 year old Carl Truman of Los Angeles won $74,000.00 and medical expenses when his neighbor ran his hand over with a Honda. Accord. Mr. Truman apparently didn't notice someone was at he wheel of the car whose hubcap he was trying to steal.

NO CADDY? Money don't mean so much. Just look at Henry Ford, all those millions and he never owned a Cadillac!

WINNEBAGO MORON In November 2000 Mr. Grazinski purchased a brand new 32 foot Winnebago motor home. On his first trip home, having joined the freeway, he set the cruise control at 70 mph and calmly left the drivers seat to go into the back and make himself a cup of coffee. Not surprisingly the Winnie left the freeway, crashed and overturned. Mr. Grazinski sued Winnebago for not advising him in the handbook that he couldn't actually do this. He was awarded $1,750,000 plus a new Winnie. (Winniebago actually changed their handbooks on the back of this court case, just in case there are any other complete morons buying their vehicles.)

CROSS-COUNTRY CLASSIC Have you heard the story about the man in the market for a new car who saw an ad in a Long Island paper offering a 1942 Cadillac convertible for sale for $50? The first day he passed It up as a joke, but when it appeared for the third day he he went to look at the ear. The address given turned out to be a beautiful estate. The owner, an attractive middle-aged woman, showed him the car and let him drive it. It was in perfect original condition, and he promptly clinched the deal. After the bill of sale was in his hand, he couldn't suppress his curiosity any longer. "Would you mind," he asked the woman, “telling me why you're selling such a beautiful old car for $50 when you could have gotten at least $12,000?" "Not at all," she replied. "In my husband's will he left instructions to deliver the proceeds from the sale of this Cadillac to his secretary, who had been so kind to him."

THE SALESMAN AND HIS THREE SONS... A traveling salesman had three sons. One day his oldest came to him and said that since he was graduating from high school, he would really like to get a car. His father said, "Son, come here." He took him out back to the garage and pointed to the new Oakland automobile and said, "This car is needed for the my work and I promise, as soon as it's paid for, we'll get you a car too". The boy was not too happy, but was understanding.
A week later, his second son approached him wanting an Indian Motorcycle. "Well", the father said, "as soon as the Oakland is paid for we'll see about getting you your scooter."
Shortly after, his youngest was bugging him for a Hawthorn bike. Again, the father gave him the lecture about the Oakland needing to be paid off first. While leaving the garage, the young boy, a little disgusted with his father's explanation, saw the backyard rooster doing it's rooster duty with one of the hens. He promptly went over and kicked the rooster off the hen's back, mumbling to himself. His dad asked, "Son, now why would you do something like that? He didn't do anything to deserve that."
The third son replied, "Hey, nobody around here rides anything until that darn car gets paid off!"

BLINKER FLUID Mandy meets up with her fair-haired friend, Brandee, as she's picking up her car from the mechanic. Mandy asks, "Is everything okay with your car now?" "Yes, thank goodness," Brandee replies. "Weren't you worried the mechanic might try to rip you off?" asked Mandy. "Yeah," replied Brandee, "but he didn't. I was So relieved when he told me all I needed was blinker fluid."

WARRANTY An angry motorist went back to a garage where he had purchased an expensive battery for his car just six months earlier. "Listen," the motorist grumbled to the owner of the garage, "when I bought that battery you said it would be the last battery my car would ever need. It died after only six months!"
"Sorry," apologized the garage owner. "I didn't think your car would last longer than that."

SORRY OFFICER A police officer pulls over this guy who had been weaving in and out of the lanes. He goes up to the guy's window and says "Sir, I need you to blow into this breathalyzer tube."
The man says, "Sorry officer I can't do that. I am an asthmatic. If I do that I'll have a really bad asthma attack."
"Okay, fine. I need you to come down to the station to give a blood sample."
"I can't do that either. I am a hemophiliac. If I do that, I'll bleed to death."
"Well, then we need a urine sample."
"I'm sorry officer I can't do that either. I am also a diabetic. If I do that I'll get really low blood sugar."
"Alright then I need you to come out here and walk this white line."
"I can't do that, officer."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm drunk......................."

A TIED DOWN ROOFING JOB A Jacksonville, Florida woman recently had to summon emergency help after dragging her husband down the street behind their pickup truck. Chief Petty Officer Roman Styles, U.S. Coast Guard Station, Jacksonville, was treated and released with a slight concussion and scrapes and bruises.
It seems that Styles decided to repair damaged shingles on his house himself, instead of paying a contractor to do it for him. Prior to climbing up on his steep roof, Officer Styles tied a safety rope to the trailer hitch of his truck. Once on the peak of his roof he secured the other end of the line around his waist. He then slid over the top of the roof to repair the shingles.
As luck would have it, right after he started to work, his teenage son called for a ride home from a Boy Scout trip. Jane Styles yelled to her husband she'd be right back and pulled away. "I didn't see the rope," Mrs. Styles said, "until I saw it in the rear-view mirror. By then I was half-way down the street."
Bill Schlimm, a next door neighbor, said, "I'll never forget the look on Roman's face as he came sailing over the peak of that house. If it hadn't been for that tall cedar tree he would have been really hurt."

WHEN A TAMAGOTCHI CALLS A 27-year-old French woman lost control of her car on a highway near Marseilles and crashed into a tree, seriously injuring her passenger and killing herself. As a commonplace road accident, this would not have qualified for a Darwin nomination, were it not for the fact that the driver's attention had been distracted by her Tamagotchi key ring, which had started urgently beeping for food as she drove along.
In an attempt to press the correct buttons to save the Tamagotchi's life, the woman lost her own.

WOMAN DRIVERS (are a hazard to traffic!!!) Driving to town this morning on the Interstate, I looked over to my left and there was a woman in a brand new Mustang doing 65 miles per hour with her face up next to her rear view mirror putting on her eyeliner! I looked away for a couple seconds and when I looked back she was halfway over in my lane, still working on that dang makeup!!!
It scared me so bad I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked the donut out of my other hand. In all the confusion of trying to straighten out the car using my knees against the steering wheel, it knocked my cell phone away from my other ear which fell into the coffee between my legs and DISCONNECTED AN IMPORTANT CALL! !!! DANG WOMEN DRIVERS!!! Sent In by GEAA Member, Joy Heidal

CARS, GOVERNMENTS & BUREAUCRACY
FEUDALISM: You have two Dodge Brothers autos. Your lord uses them sometimes.
FASCISM: You have two Chevrolets. The government takes both, hires you to take care of them and rents them to you.
COMMUNISM: You have two Plymouths. You must take care of them, but only the government can use them.
CAPITALISM: You have two Hupmobiles. You sell one and buy a Cadillac. You buy and sell until you have many cars. Your collection multiplies, and the economy grows. You finally sell the collection except for the car you really wanted in the first place (a Cadillac V-16 Boattail) and retire on the income from the sales.
ENRON-ISM: You have two Duesenbergs. You borrow 80% of the forward value of the two Duesenbergs from your bank, then buy another Duesenberg with 5% down and the rest financed by the seller on a note callable if your market cap goes below $20B at a rate 2 times prime. You now sell the three Duesenbergs to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at a 2nd bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get five Duesenbergs back, with a tax exemption for five investments. The driving rights of six Duesenbergs are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to seven Duesenbergs back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight Duesenbergs, with an option on one more and this transaction process is upheld by your independent auditor and no Balance Sheet provided with the press release that announces that Enron as a major owner of Duesenbergs will begin trading Duesenbergs via the Internet site DEUSY.com (Duesenbergs on the web). I am sure you now fully understand what really happened.

AUTOMOBILE TIRES ARE ALWAYS MALE Why? Because they always goes bald and often are over-inflated.

TWO CROSS NUNS Two nuns, Sister Catherine and Sister Helen, are traveling through Europe in their car. They get to Transylvania and are stopped at a traffic light. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a tiny little Dracula jumps onto the hood of the car and hisses through the windshield.
"Quick, quick!" shouts Sister Catherine. "What shall we do?"
"Turn the windshield wipers on. That will get rid of the abomination," says Sister Helen.
Sister Catherine switches them on, knocking Dracula about, but he clings on and continues hissing at the nuns.
"What shall I do now?" she shouts.
"Switch on the windshield washer. I filled it up with Holy Water at the Vatican," says Sister Helen.
Sister Catherine turns on the windshield washer. Dracula screams as the water burns his skin, but he clings on and continues hissing at the nuns.
"Now what?" shouts Sister Catherine?
"Show him your cross," says Sister Helen.
"Now you're talking," says Sister Catherine. She opens the window and shouts, "Get the hell off the car!"

FAIR TRADE A saleswoman is driving toward home in Northern Arizona when she sees a Native American woman hitchhiking. Because the trip had been long and quiet, she stops the car and the Native American woman gets in. After a bit of small talk, the Native American woman notices a brown bag on the front seat. "What's in the bag?", she asks.
"It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband," says the saleswoman.
The Native American woman is silent for a while and then says, "Good trade."

SPECTACULAR DRIVING The car accident... The car sped off the highway, went through the guardrail, rolled down a cliff, bounced off a tree and finally shuddered to a stop. A police officer passing by, who had witnessed the entire accident, helped the miraculously unharmed driver out of the wreck.
"Good lord, mister," he gasped, "are you drunk?"
"Of course," said the man, brushing the dirt from his suit. "What the hell do you think I am -- a stunt driver?!"

IN YEARS GONE BY ON OUTHOUSE RESTROOM WALLS AT GAS STATIONS ACROSS THE NATION,
WE USED TO SEE POEMS MUCH LIKE THE ONE BELOW PENNED BY SOMEONE
WHO AFTER EACH POEM WROTE,
"THE S... HOUSE POET STRIKES AGAIN!"

The service station trade was slow
The owner sat around,
With sharpened knife and cedar stick
Piled shavings on the ground.

No modern facilities had they,
The log across the rill
Led to a shack, marked His and Hers
That sat against the hill.

"Where is the ladies restroom, sir?"
The owner leaning back,
Said not a word but whittled on,
And nodded toward the shack.

With quickened step she entered there
But only stayed a minute,
Until she screamed, just like a snake
Or spider might be in it.

With startled look and beet red face
She bounded through the door,
And headed quickly for the car
Just like three gals before.

She missed the foot log -- jumped the stream
The owner gave a shout,
As her silk stockings, down at her knees
Caught on a sassafras sprout.

She tripped and fell -- got up, and then
In obvious disgust,
Ran to the car, stepped on the gas,
And faded in the dust.

Of course we all desired to know,
What made the gals all do
The things they did, and then we found,
The whittling owner knew.

A speaking system he'd devised
To make the thing complete,
He tied a speaker on the wall
Beneath the toilet seat.

He'd wait until the gals got set
And then the devilish tike,
Would stop his whittling long enough,
To speak into the mike.

And as she sat, a voice below
Struck terror, fright and fear,
"Will you please use the other hole,
We're painting under here!"

BAD MILAGE WHILE IDLING My Lincoln was running while the station attendant was filling it with gas. He requested I turn the engine off because I was gaining on him

RACING QUESTION Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist but a person who drives a racecar not called a racist?

ADVENTURES IN DARWINISM "He was trying to make his own fireworks," says Bonnie Suchomski about her son, James Suchomski, 25, of Tampa, Fla. He and his friend Josh Edleman, 26, filled about 10 toy balloons with explosive acetylene gas, apparently with plans to ignite them to celebrate Independence Day. They put the balloons into Suchomski's car, got in, and slammed the doors. A spark ignited the balloons, blowing up the car and throwing the two men out. The car "looked like a sardine can," said a Tampa Police bomb technician. "It was as if you just took the roof and peeled it off." Both men are expected to recover from their burns, bruises and ear damage. "He's learned his lesson," Suchomski's mother says.

THE SHIRT OFF HIS BACK When Christopher J. Antus, 24, was pulled over by a state trooper in Bremen, Ind., for a traffic violation, Trooper Jerrod Patty couldn't help but notice his bright orange T-shirt. It read: "Fugitive. You never saw me."
The lawman got a good chuckle over the shirt and even joked with Antus about it. "I said, 'All you have to do is tell me where you came from and I'll take you back'," Patty says.
The jokes stopped when a routine computer check revealed Antus was wanted on a felony warrant.
After his arrest, Antus said the shirt actually belongs to a friend.

COUCH POTATO NIRVANA Researchers at England's Newcastle University are developing a collision avoidance system for cars by learning how locusts avoid hitting each other in swarms. A study of locusts' "Giant Lobular Movement Detector" -- an oversized area in their brains that helps them avoid hitting things in flight, was the key. Probes stuck through their skin allowed instruments to monitor the GLMD's reactions. But how to make them think they're needing to avoid collisions?
"Essentially, we made little armchairs for them, and stuck them in front of TV screens," said Dr. Claire Rind, a neurobiologist. They then forced the bugs to watch dogfighting scenes from "Star Wars". Early results are promising, but "Locusts are just the start," Rind says.

CAR CRAZY II: When Natalie Elliott, 22, of Seaford, England, got divorced, she didn't want to go back to her maiden name, Luffman. "I got called all sorts of names at school, like bum fluff," she remembers. "I decided there was no way I was going to call myself Luffman again." So she changed her name legally to Natalie Subaru-Impreza, after her favorite car. She doesn't own a Subaru, however. First, she doesn't know how to drive and second, " I might not be able to afford one for a few years."


SORRY, WRONG NUMBER I was recently driving home from a fishing trip out of town, and I decided I needed to stop at one of those rest areas on the side of the road. I park the car and go into the washroom. The first stall is taken, so I go into the second stall. I had just sat down when I hear a voice from the other stall.......
"Hi there, how is it going?" Okay, I am not the type to strike up conversations with strangers in washrooms on the side of the road. I didn't know what to say, so finally I say: "Not bad............"
Then the voice says: "So, what are you doing?" I am starting to find this a bit weird, but I say: "Well, I'm on my way back home to Edgewood"
Then I hear the person, all flustered, say: "Look, I'll call you back-------every time I ask you a question-this idiot in the next stall keeps answering me!"
I had to think that one over all the way home.

BRIGHT BULB A woman calls 911. In a panic she tells the dispatcher that her house is on fire and that she needs the fire department there immediately. The dispatcher tells her, just calm down Maam and tell us how to get there. The lady replies "USE YOUR BIG RED TRUCK!

PRISON CAR An old con was talking to a new inmate in prison. "What are ya in for kid."
"I tried to make a new kind of car." He replied. "I took the engine from a Ford, the transmission from an Chevy, the tires from a Hudson, and the exhaust system from a Studebaker."
"Really? What did you get?" "Fifteen years for auto theft."

HELP NEEDED A police recruit was asked during the exam, "What would you do if you had to pull over and arrest your own mother?"
He said, "Call for backup."

COMING TO A STOP One day this mechanic was working late under a car and some brake fluid dripped into his mouth. "Wow! That stuff isn't too bad tasting," he thought.
The next day he told his buddy about tasting the brake fluid. "Not bad," he said. "Think I'll have a little more today."
His friend got a little concerned but didn't say anything. The following day the mechanic told his friend about drinking a cup full of the brake fluid. "Great stuff! Think I'll have some more today." And so he did.
A few days later the mechanic was up to a bottle a day, and told his friend, "This brake fluid is really great stuff."
His friend was now really worried. "You know that brake fluid is poison and really bad for you. You better stop drinking that stuff."
"Hey, no problem," the mechanic replied. "I can stop any time. After all, it is brake fluid, ya know.......

S-HELL A man was driving to work when a truck ran a stop sign, hit his car broadside, and knocked him cold. Passersby pulled him from the wreck and revived him. He began a terrific struggle and had to be tranquilized by the medics. Later, when he was calm, they asked him why he struggled so. He said, "I remember the impact, then nothing. I woke up on a concrete slab in front of a huge, flashing 'Shell' sign. And somebody was standing in front of the 'S.'"

BUMPER STICKERS
1. If you can read this, I can slam on my brakes and sue you!
2. Hang up and drive.
3. Your ridiculous little opinion has been noted.
4. The proctologist called, they found your head.
5. Some people just don't know how to drive. I call these people, "Everybody Else".
6. Don't like my driving? Then quit watching me.

DRIVEN Barry Colbert, 38, says he let his 7-year-old drive as a reward for finishing his homework and cleaning his room. He set his son up so he could reach the pedals, and Colbert sat in the passenger seat as they hit the road. That's not all they hit: police said the boy ran a stop sign and crashed into another car outside New Port Richey, Fla. After the crash, Colbert took over the wheel just as officers arrived. Police say they will cite the boy for driving without a license, driving without headlights and running a stop sign, and Colbert for driving while intoxicated, habitually driving with a suspended license and letting an unlicensed person drive. "I'm not irresponsible," Colbert explains. "I just had a few beers."

SECOND STICKER The farmer had been taken so many times by the local car dealer, that when the dealer wanted to buy a cow, the farmer priced it to him like this:
BASIC COW........................................................$200.00
TWO-TONE EXTERIOR.......................................45.00
EXTRA STOMACH................................................75.00
PRODUCT STORAGE COMPARTMENT...........60.00
FOUR SPIGOTS @$10.00 ea.................................40.00
GENUINE COWHIDE UPHOLSTERY...............125.00
DUAL HORNS.........................................................15.00
AUTOMATIC FLY SWATTER..............................35.00
................................................................TOTAL $595.00

"Wisdom of Will Rogers"
1. "When I die, I want to die like my grandfather who died peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like all the passengers in his car."
2. “What makes men chase women they have no intention of marrying? The same urge that makes dogs chase cars they have no intention of driving.”

A DUFFER’S CAR My car is all paid for...not a nickel is owed. Yet a kid yells, "Old duffer...get off of the road!" My car has no scratches...not even a dent. Still I get all that guff from a punk who's "Hell bent."

BASIC RULES FOR WASHINGTON DRIVING
1. Remember that the goal of every Washington driver is to get there first, by whatever means necessary.
2. A right lane construction closure is just a game to see how many people can cut in line by passing you on the right as you sit in the left lane waiting for the same jerks to squeeze their way back in before hitting the orange construction barrels.
3. Turn signals will give away your next move. A real Washington driver never uses them.
4. Under no circumstances should you leave a safe distance between you and the car in front of you, or the space will be filled in by somebody else putting you in an even more dangerous situation.
5. Crossing two or more lanes in a single lane-change is considered "going with the flow."
6. The faster you drive through a red light, the smaller the chance you have of getting hit.
7. Never get in the way of an older car that needs extensive bodywork. Washington is a no-fault insurance state and the other guy doesn't have anything to lose.
8. Braking is to be done as hard and late as possible to ensure that your ABS kicks in, giving a nice, relaxing foot massage as the brake pedal pulsates. For those of you without ABS, it's a chance to stretch your legs.
9. Construction signs tell you about road closures immediately after you pass the last exit before the traffic begins to back up.
10. The new electronic traffic warning system signs are not there to provide useful information. They are only there to make Washington look high-tech and to distract you from seeing the State police car parked in the median.
11. Speed limits are arbitrary figures, given only as suggestions and are apparently not enforceable in the metro area during rush hour.
12. Just because you're in the left lane and have no room to speed up or move over doesn't mean that a Washington driver flashing his high beams behind you doesn't think he can go faster in your spot.
13. Everybody thinks their vehicle is better than yours, especially pickup truck drivers with stickers of Calvin peeing on a Ford, Dodge or Chevy logo.
14. When an Emergency Vehicle approaches with lights and sirens on, either stop where you are, pull to the left instead of right, or just totally ignore them. Even a police car.... they are all ready tied up on something else, right?
15. Learn to swerve abruptly. Washington is the home of high-speed slalom driving thanks to WSDOT, which puts potholes in key locations to test drivers' reflexes and keep them on their toes.
16. It is traditional in Washington to honk your horn at cars that don't move the instant the light changes.
17. Seeking eye contact with another driver revokes your right of way. Never take a green light at face value. Always look right and left before proceeding.
18. Heavy snow, ice, fogs, and rain are no reasons to change any of the previously listed rules. These weather conditions are God's way ensuring a natural selection process for body shops, junkyards, and new vehicle sales.

A SAILOR’S CAR
written by Dan Mack (1930)

A sailor stopped before a place
They called an “Auto Park”
Where on display were autos
That were new (before the Ark)

For there beside the sidewalk
Bright colors caught his eye
‘Twas a little ancient “Lizzie”
And it’s paint was scarcely dry.

He bargained with the dealer
The price he found was right---
He said, “G’wan an’ wrap it up---
I’ll take it home tonight.”

He got a friend to tow it home
And then he started in----
To do a little fixin’
On his little hunk of tin.

He got himself a crowbar
A monkey-wrench and plier----
A hammer and a scissors
And a half a bale of wire.

He made a brand new body
From an empty cracker box
He rigged a dandy fan belt
From a pair of cast-off sox---

The running board was shaky
So he wound the thing up tight
He spoiled a plate glass window
To repair his starboard light

He bought a brand new fender
From a place that had a fire----
He roamed around in bone yards
Till he found a half-used tire.

The engine wasn’t hitting,
And when he looked inside,
He found beneath the cover
Where a pair of cats had died.

The cylinders were leaking
The walls had rusted thin---
But soon he had it working
With a yard or two of tin.

The flywheel too, was missing
But it didn’t get his goat
He replaced it with another
From a surveyed motor boat.

He made some other changes
On magnetos, pump and clutch----
He got the parts he needed
From a lawnmower and a crutch.

And when he had it ready,
It was his joy and pride-----
It might be safer walking,
But ‘twas lots of fun to ride.

PEA SOUP PARKING A motorist was experiencing difliculty in one of Los Angele’s worst fogs. Driving along at a snail's pace. he finallv was passed by another car and, with the other’s tail light as guide, he picked up his speed. After some successful “tailing,” the car in front came to a sudden halt and the car in back crashed into it.
The driver of the rear car hopped out into the fog and dashed up to the other driver. “You darn fool!” he cried. “Why didn't you put your hand out?”
"W'hat?" retorted the other. "In my own garage?"

ROAD HOG Police of a Southern state swear this is true. A Model-T Ford ran out of gas on a main highway. The driver of a Cadillac stopped and offered to tow the Ford to the nearest garage. Along the way the driver of the Cadillac forgot about the Ford. He stepped on the gas and whizzed past the first gas station with the Ford in tow. A state trooper took off after the two speeders and when the driver of the Cadillac saw the trooper he decided to try and out- run him. He pushed the pedal to the floor and started to pull away from the trooper. Seeing he was fighting a losing battle, the trooper stopped and radioed ahead to another trooper about 20 miles down the road. "Stop the driver of a black Cadillac coming your way," he cried. "He's doing over a hundred." "Okay," the trooper at the other end replied. "That's not all," the first trooper went on. "You probably won't believe this, but there's a man in a Model-T Ford right behind the Cadillac blowing his horn like mad and trying to pass."

SANDY SAYS As a trucker stops for a red light, a lady catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and she says "Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load."
The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street. When the truck stops for another red light, the girl again catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they've never spoken, the lady says brightly, "Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"
Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street. At the third red light, the same thing happens again. All out of breath, the lady gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door. The trucker lowers the window. Again she says "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"
When the light turns green, the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the lady. He knocks on her window, and as she lowers it, he says... "Hi, my name is Sandy, it's winter in Washington and I'm driving the SAND TRUCK!

GOT A “710” A few days ago I was having some work done at my local garage. A lady came in and asked for a seven-hundred-ten. We all looked at each other, and another customer asked, "What is a seven-hundred-ten?" She replied, "You know, the little piece in the middle of the engine, I lost it and need a new one. It had always been there." The mechanic gave the lady a piece of paper and a pen and asked her to draw what the piece looked like. She drew a circle and in the middle of it wrote 710. He then took her over to another car which had the hood up and asked, "Is there a 710 on this car?" She pointed and said, "Of course, it's right there." (She was reading the OIL cap upside down)

DRIVING CONCERNS Written By A Very Wise Man - I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female driver cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing him to have to drive on to the shoulder to avoid hitting her. This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his arm out his window and and flipped the woman off. Man, that guy is stupid. I thought to myself. I ALWAYS smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in traffic, and here's why: I drive 48 miles each way every day to work. That's 96 miles each day. Of these, 16 miles each way is bumper-to-bumper. Most of the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8 lane highway. There are 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles. That works out to be 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars. Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4000 cars. That brings the number to something like 36,000 cars that I pass every day. . Statistically, females drive half of these. That's 18,000 women drivers! In any given group of females, 1 in 28 has PMS. That's 642. According to Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life as dissatisfying or unrewarding. That's 449. According to the National Institute of Health, 22% of all females have seriously considered suicide or homicide. That's 98. And 34% describe men as their biggest problem. That's 33. According to the National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry weapons, and this number is increasing. That means that EVERY SINGLE DAY, I drive past at least one female that has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest problem, has seriously considered suicide or homicide, has PMS, and is armed. Flip one off? ...... I think not...

SAFETY APPAREL I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when a woman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, "Mom! That lady isn't wearing a seat belt!"

YOU THINK YOU GOT BAD FUEL MILAGE? The cruise liner, Queen Elizabeth II, moves only six inches for each gallon of diesel that it burns.

NICE CAR, OLE Vun day, Sven vas valking down da street ven who did he see driving a brand new Willys-Knight? It vas Ole. Ole pulled up to him vit a vide smile. "Ole, vere did you get dat car?" Sven asked
"Lena gave it to me"
"She GAVE it to you? I knew she vas sveet on you, but dis?"
"Vell, let me tell you vat happened. Ve vere driving out on da county road 6, in da middle of no vere. Lena pulled off da road into da woods. She parked, got out of da car, trew off all of her clothes and said "Ole take vatever you vant."...
"So I took da car"
"Ole, you're a smart man, dem clothes never voulda fit any vay.