A Pretty Tight Circle
Jokes I Like to Tell
One time a fellow was driving down the highway, and he saw what looked like a hitchhiker up ahead. As he had a policy of never picking up hitchhikers, he didn’t worry about it until he drove past him. At that point, two things struck him at the same time.
The first was that the guy didn’t seem to be hitchhiking at all, but rather just walking down the side of the road. The other was that he was carry a strange collection of burdens. He had a loaf of bread in his right hand, a bottle of what looked like orange juice in his left hand, and over his shoulder there was something that looked like a car door. In fact he was sure it was a car door.
After a few seconds, his curiosity got the best of him and he pulled over to the side of the road, got out of his car, and walked back toward the man with the strange possessions. When he got close to him, he asked if everything was all right, and did the gentleman need any help.
“No, thanks,” the guy said, and just kept on walking.
The motorist joined him, as they were walking back in the direction of his car now, and his mind was racing furiously about how to ask his question. After a minute, he decided there was no way it wouldn’t be awkward, so he started with the bread.
“So,” he said, “do you mind my asking why you are carrying a loaf of bread?“
“Well,” the fellow answered, “whenever I gets a tad hungry, I jest takes a bite.”
Huh, thought the motorist. “And the orange juice?”
“Same thing. Whenever I gets thirsty, it is right ch’ere, and I jest takes a drink.”
But what was really bothering our motorist was the car door—and it was a car door—and so he said, “Well, that all makes sense, but why a car door?”
“Well,” the man said, “whenever I gets a-mite hot and bothered, I jest rolls down the winder.”
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