One winter morning, a husband and wife in northern Michigan were
listening to the radio during breakfast. They heard the announcer
say, "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today. You must
park your car on the even-numbered side of the street so the snowplows
can get through."
So the good wife went out and moved her car.
A week later while they are eating breakfast again, the radio
announcer said, "We are expecting 10 to 12 inches of snow today. You
must park your car on the odd-numbered side of the street so the
snowplows can get through."
The good wife went out and moved her car again.
The next week they are again having breakfast when the radio announcer
says, "We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must
park...."
Then the electric power went out.
The good wife was very upset and with a worried look on her face she
said, "Honey, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I
need to park on so the snowplows can get through?"
With the love and understanding in his voice that all men who are
married to blondes exhibit, the husband replied, "Why don't you just
leave it in the garage this time."
On Mon, 09 Feb 2009 05:40:27 -0800, busbus wrote:
> One winter morning, a husband and wife in northern Michigan were
> listening to the radio during breakfast. They heard the announcer say,
> "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today. You must park your
> car on the even-numbered side of the street so the snowplows can get
> through."
>
> So the good wife went out and moved her car.
>
> A week later while they are eating breakfast again, the radio announcer
> said, "We are expecting 10 to 12 inches of snow today. You must park
> your car on the odd-numbered side of the street so the snowplows can get
> through."
>
> The good wife went out and moved her car again.
>
> The next week they are again having breakfast when the radio announcer
> says, "We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must
> park...."
>
> Then the electric power went out.
>
> The good wife was very upset and with a worried look on her face she
> said, "Honey, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I
> need to park on so the snowplows can get through?"
>
> With the love and understanding in his voice that all men who are
> married to blondes exhibit, the husband replied, "Why don't you just
> leave it in the garage this time."
Ya know I think I heard a variation on that a long time ago on the
Garrison Keillor's radio show a "Prairie Home Companion" except it took
place in Lake Woebegon, Minnesota...
I think it went some like Sven and Rupert are at the local bar, and
someone comes in and tell the joke just like above....
And at the punch line, Sven and Rupert exchange glances with open mouths,
and blond haired Sven says (in a hard core Minnesota accent) "you mean I
can just leave my car...."
at which point, both Sven and Rupert rush out of the bar.
The double punch line delivered by Garrison was way funnier than just
reading it on this NG.
This was a long time ago.
Phil
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> One winter morning,
A keeper!