Fun Fare 6/2..non-violent reaction.


A prim old Quaker lady was driving her shiney new car in Philadelphia. Sussenly, at a cross street, a heavy truck was unable to stop until it had collided, crumpling a fender, breaking a window and gouging a hole in the side of her car. Infuriated, the lady managed to control herself only by remembering her Quaker upbringing. She got out and walked over to the truck driver.
"When thee gets home to thy kennel tonight," she said, "I hope thy mother bites thee.""

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