Good "First Day of Winter" joke...
just a quick copy/paste from an e-mail...
As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde 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 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 blonde 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 blonde 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 the engine
> and races to the next light.
>
> When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs
> back to the blonde. He knocks on her window,
> and as she lowers it, he says...
>
> "Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in Wisconsin, and I'm driving the
> damn SALT TRUCK!"
As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde 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 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 blonde 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 blonde 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 the engine
> and races to the next light.
>
> When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs
> back to the blonde. He knocks on her window,
> and as she lowers it, he says...
>
> "Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in Wisconsin, and I'm driving the
> damn SALT TRUCK!"
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