Wednesday, September 17, 2003

This morning on the Interstate,

He looked over to his
left and there was a


in a brand new


doing 65 mph

with her
face up next to her

rear view mirror

putting on her eyeliner.

He looked away

for a couple seconds

and when he looked back she was

halfway over in his lane,

still working on that makeup.

As a man,

He doesn't scare easily.

But she scared him so much;

he dropped
his electric shaver,

which knocked

the donut

out of his other hand.

In all

the confusion of trying

to straighten out the car

using his knees against

the steering wheel,

it knocked

his cell phone

away from his ear

which fell

into the coffee

between his legs,


and burned

Big Jim and theTwins,

ruined the damn phone,

soaked his trousers,

and disconnected an

important call.

Damn women drivers ! !

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