A Few Thoughts...

I gotta admit my wife is pretty tolerant of my "girl watching." We were at a shopping center waiting to cross over to where our car was parked. I spied an attractive woman sitting in her car in the curb lane with her dress up rather high. As I stepped off the curb, my wife pulled me back out of the path of a moving car. She said, "That was pretty close. Your eyes were almost on their 'last legs'."

My daughter asked me one time, "Daddy, before you married Mommy, who told you how to drive ?"

Actually if ya think about it, you really don't need a whole lot of manners if you're driving a 35-ton truck.

Why is it that when most people drive, everyone going slower than they are is a moron, and those going faster are maniacs?

The police have stopped my wife so many times for speeding, they decided to just give her a season ticket.