Inappropriate my ass! I only asked if you

Inappropriate my ass! I only asked if you have any hermaphrodite calipers. Quit being asinine and check your stores. Oops! Sorry Officer! No I wasn't cursing at her. I didn't say

anything inappropriate on purpose!" The officer was a mellow cop and just gave me a warm-hearted chuckle and a verbal warning then sent me off to Great Aunt Myrtle's funeral.

"Myrtle es muerta?!"Someone cried out into the night.A scream of pure terror and pain understood by anyone,even those of us who did not speak spanish.Aunt Myrtle had a latin lover,

named La Concha. La Concha was Aunt Myrtles "Sancho." He was the head of a Mexican Cartel, not a drug cartel but worse, Mexican accounting cartel

s counted El Numero Cero as the accounting cartel the counted the most deviously. Inserting or removing 1 or 2 ceros was their specialty. When they laundered El Majors Burro Rancho

Although praised for its fuel economy and eco-friendly construction, it was further discovered the new 2015 Turbo Elite was just a cardboard box with flames painted on the sides.

After all, the horses beneath the hood must drink high-quality gasoline if we want performance.

On the other hand, the dregs from bio-diesel manufacturing suit the pigs in the trunk. We don't expect much from pigs, but they do put on an excellent show when called upon to

be energy for our industrialized society. Who would've thought? Pigs! The answer to the energy crisis. As I got in my car I thought about the future, and what it holds for mankind.