Taking the car out for a test drive, he made a right turn, and a moment later he heard a clunk. He then made a left turn and again heard a clunk.

Back at the shop, he opened the car’s trunk and soon discovered the problem.

Promptly he returned the repair order to the service manager with this notation: “Remove bowling ball from trunk”.]]>

He’d cleaned the garage, pruned the hedge, and was halfway through mowing the lawn when a woman pulled up in the driveway and yelled out her window, “Say, what do you get for yard work?”

The fellow thought for a moment, then answered, “The lady who lives here lets me sleep with her.”]]>

Around seven o’clock, he suggested that he go outside, pretend to have just gotten home from work, and start their evening all over again.

His wife agreed.

He went outside, returned with a big smile, and announced, “Honey, I’m home!”

She scolded, “And exactly where have you been? It’s after seven o’clock!”]]>

And the other person said, “So, what are you up to?”

What kind of question is that? At this point, I was thinking this was too bizarre, so I said, “Uhhh, I’m like you, just traveling!”

At this point I was just trying to get out as fast as I could, when I heard another question. “Can I come over?”

Okay, this question was just too weird for me, but I figured I could just be polite and end the conversation. I told the person, “No… I’m a little busy right now!!!”

Then I heard the person say nervously, “Listen, I’ll have to call you back. There’s an idiot in the other stall who keeps answering all my questions!”]]>