My name is John Doe. Driving to my office this morning on Calif. Interstate 5 near Laguna Woods, I looked over my shoulder to the left and there was a woman in a brand new Mustang, with her face up next to the rear view mirror putting on her eye makeup.
I looked away for a few seconds, and when I looked back, there she was halfway over in my lane, still working on her eye liner. It scared me so bad I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked the Krispy Kreme out of my other hand. In all the confusion, of trying to straighten out the car with my knees against the steering wheel, it knocked my cell phone away from my ear which fell into my Starbucks coffee between my legs, splashed and burned BIG BOB and the TWINS, ruined the phone and disconnected an important call.
DAMN WOMEN DRIVERS!!
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Sorry for this dumb joke!
LOL - good one. SevenofNine - ping me when you find that story .....you find some that nobody else locates.
That joke was not dumb...it was adorable....But probably closer to truth than fiction on the LA freeways...