Deadeye
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Joined: 7/16/2002 From: Conrad,
MT, USA Status: offline
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A guy walks into a hobby shop. He buys a battery, a flight box, 2 18" propellers, and a gallon of fuel. After the purchase he thinks aloud, 'now how am I going to carry all of this stuff home?' The hobby shop owner says, 'well, you could put the battery in the flight box, and hold that in one hand. Stick a prop under each arm, and carry the fuel in the other hand.' 'Hey thanks!' he says, and starts walking home. Halfway home, a little old lady walks up to him. 'Can you tell me the way to Elm Street, sir?' 'Sure.' He says. 'That's where I live. We can take this alley, and we'll be there in no time.' 'But how do I know that once we get in that dark alley, that you won't ravish me?' She says. 'Cmon lady, it's broad daylight and I'm carrying all this stuff. How could I manage to ravish you?' 'Well,' she says, 'you could set the flight box down, leaving the battery in it. Balance the fuel jug on top of the flight box, and I'll hold the props.' Sorry, it's the best I could do using hobby shop stuff. The real joke involves a bucket, an anvil, 2 live chickens and a live goose.
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Randy Rossmiller, proud husband of Terrorist Hunter www.shannenrossmiller.com
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