A Little Humor
The parking lot outside the tavern was jam-packed on a rare, very, very, hot day in the Pacific Northwest. Paul and Pete, two motorcycle enthusiasts, were dismounting in the last shady spot.
“It’s a long walk to the door from here,” Paul commented.
“Yeah, but it’s worth it to have the bike in a shady spot. I’ve been trying to drive with two fingers,” Paul responded.
“Holy cow, I’d probably lose it if I tried to drive with two fingers. I’d be afraid I’d get the wind knocked out of me, and lie there on the pavement, and cook to death.”
“I did wipe out. That’s when I learned that asphalt can be a liquid.”