The Blonde and the Emergency Flashers
Yesterday, I had a flat tire on the interstate. So I eased my car off the road and over to the shoulder, and carefully got out of the car and opened the trunk. I took out my two cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them up at
the rear of my car facing the oncoming traffic. They looked so lifelike you wouldn't believe it! They were in pulled-open trench coats and were exposing their nude bodies to the approaching drivers.
To my surprise, cars started slowing down as the drivers gaped at my lifelike men. And, of course, traffic started backing up. Everybody was tooting their horns and waving like crazy.
It wasn't long before a state trooper pulled up behind me. He got out of his car and started walking toward me. I could tell he was not a happy camper! "What's going on here?" he asked angrily.
"My car has a flat tire," I said calmly.
"Well, what are those obscene cardboard men doing here by the road?"
I couldn't believe that he didn't know! So I had to tell him:
"Hellooooo, those are my emergency flashers!"