Posts Tagged ‘cars’
A man was annoyed when his wife told him that a car had backed into her, damaging a fender, and that she hadn’t gotten the license number.
“What kind of car was he driving?” the husband asked.
“I don’t know,” she said. “I never can tell one car from another.”
At that, the man decided the time had come for a learning course, and for the next few days, whenever they were driving, he made her name each car they passed until he was satisfied that she could recognize every make.
About a week later she bounded in with a pleased expression on her face. “Darling,” she said. “I hit a Buick today!”Rate This Post :
A police officer was investigating an accident on a two-lane, narrow road in which the drivers had hit head-on.
One driver, a sweet elderly woman, kept repeating, “He wouldn’t let me have my half of the road!”
After gathering as much information as possible, he angrily approached the other driver, who was examining his own damage. The police officer asked, “That old lady says that you wouldn’t let her have her half of the road. Why not?
In exasperation, the man turns from his smashed car and says, “Officer, I would have been HAPPY to give her half of the road, if she had just signaled WHICH half she wanted!”Rate This Post :
My mom has a lead foot, so I was not surprised when a state trooper pulled us over as we were driving through Georgia. Hoping to get off with a warning, mom tried to appear shocked when he walked up to the car.
“I have never been stopped like this before,” she said to the officer.
“What do they usually do, ma’am,” he asked, “shoot the tires out?”
A blonde saw another blonde weeping beside her car.
“Do you need help?” she asked.
The weeping blonde replied, “I knew I should have replaced the battery in this remote door unlock thing, now I can’t get into my car. Do you think they [pointing to a distant convenience store] would have a battery for this?”
“Hmmm, I don’t know. Do you have an alarm, too?” the helpful blonde asked.
“No, just this remote ‘thing,’” the crying blonde answered, handing it and the car keys to the other blonde.
The helpful blonde took the key, manually unlocked the door, and suggested, “Why don’t you drive over there and check about the batteries it’s a long walk.”Rate This Post :
I took four tires to a friend’s garage sale and was asking $35 apiece. I needed to step away for a bit so I asked him to watch them for me.
“Sure,” he said, “but just in case someone offers less, how low are you willing to go?”
“Try for more, but I will accept $20 each,” I said, and left.
When I returned, my tires were gone. “How much did you get for them?” I asked excitedly.
“Twenty dollars each.”
“Who bought them?”
“I did!”Rate This Post :
A car gets a flat tire on the Interstate one day. The lady driver eases it over onto the shoulder of the road. She carefully steps out of the car and opens the trunk. She then takes out two cardboard men, unfolds them and stands them at the rear of the vehicle facing oncoming traffic. The lifelike cardboard men are in trench coats and appear naked to approaching drivers.
Not surprisingly, the traffic became snarled and backed up. It wasn’t very long before a police car arrives. The Officer, clearly enraged, approaches the lady of the disabled vehicle yelling, “What is going on here?”
“My car broke down, Officer” says the woman, calmly.
“Well, what the hell are these obscene cardboard pictures doing here by the road?!” asks the Officer.
“Well, those are my emergency flashers!” she replies.
A teenage girl had just been given family-car privileges, when she returned home very late from a party.
The next morning her father went out to the driveway to get the newspaper and came back into the house frowning.
At 11:30 am the girl sleepily walked into the kitchen, and her father asked her, “What time did you get in last night?”
“Not too late, Dad,” she replied nervously.
Dead-pan, her father said, “Then I’ll have to talk with the paperboy about putting my paper under the front wheel of the car.”
A petrol station owner in Dublin was trying to increase his sales, so he put up a sign that read, “Free Sex with Every Fill-Up.”
Paddy pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his free sex. The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10, and said that if he guessed correctly, he would get his free sex. Paddy guessed 8, and the proprietor said, “You were very close, the lucky number was 7. Sorry, no sex this time.”
A week later, Paddy, with his friend Mick, pulled in for another fill-up. Again Paddy asked for his free sex. The proprietor again gave him the same story, and asked him to guess the correct number. Paddy guessed 2. The proprietor said, “Sorry, it was 3, you were very close, but no free sex this time.”
As they were driving away, Mick said to Paddy, “I think that game is rigged and he doesn’t really give away free sex at all.”
Paddy replied, “No it’s genuine enough Mick. My wife won twice last week.”Rate This Post :
A woman and man get into a car accident. Both of their cars are totally demolished, but amazingly neither of them are hurt.
After they crawl out of the wreckage, the woman says, “Wow, look at our cars – there’s nothing left! Thank God we are all right. This must be a sign from Him that we should be friends and not try to pin the blame on each other.”
The man replies, “Oh yes, I agree with you completely.”
The woman points to a bottle on the ground and says, “And here’s another miracle. Somehow this bottle of scotch from my back seat didn’t break. Surely God wants us to drink this scotch and celebrate our good fortune.”
Then she hands the bottle to the man. The man nods his head in agreement, opens it, and drinks about a third of the bottle to calm his nerves. He then hands it back to the woman. The woman takes the bottle, immediately puts the cap back on, and hands it back to the man.
The man asks, “Aren’t you having any?”
The woman replies, “No. I think I’ll just wait for the police… I’ll let them decide who’s fault it is.”
Sister Mary Ann, who worked for a home health agency, was out making her rounds visiting home-bound patients when she ran out of gas. As luck would have it, a Texaco gasoline station was just a block away.
She walked to the station to borrow a gas can and buy some gas. The attendant told her that the only gas can he owned had been loaned out, but she could wait until it was returned. Since Sister Mary Ann was on the way to see a patient, she decided not to wait and walked back to her car.
She looked for something in her car that she could fill with gas and spotted the bedpan she was taking to the patient. Always resourceful, Sister Mary Ann carried the bedpan to the station, filled it with gasoline, and carried the full bedpan back to her car.
As she was pouring the gas into her tank, two Baptists watched from across the street. One of them turned to the other and said, ‘If it starts, I’m turning Catholic!!’