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Blondes and BMW's
A young blonde female stock broker was bored with her BMW. It lacked
individuality and besides, every other broker in the office had
one. She fancied something a bit more individual, perhaps an MG
convertible.
She visited a local car dealer and saw a beautiful Jaguar XK140
convertible. It was wonderfully restored and she fell in love with
it's gorgeous lines and red paint. An empty cheque stub later and
off she was, tearing down the leafy country lanes enjoying her beautiful
new car.
Her long blonde hair was flowing in the wind, music blaring from
the stereo, what could possibly be better? What could possibly go
wrong?
As that thought crossed her mind, there was a splutter from the
engine and the car slowly coasted to a stop. She got out and lifted
the bonnet and concluded that she didn't have a clue as to what
was wrong. She grabbed her pocket phone and called the AutoClub.
A short while later a bright shiny yellow tow truck pulled up behind
her.
'That's a lovely car,' says the mechanic. 'What seems to be the
matter?'
Well, it just conked out I'm afraid.'
'Let me have look.' He set to work and ten minutes later the engine
was purring like a cat again.
'Thank goodness,' she said. 'What was the matter ?'
'Simple really, just crap in the carburetor,' he replied.
Looking shocked she asked, 'Oh, OK. How many times a week do I have
to do that?' |
