It is fasinating how we express ourselves on and thru our choice of
vehicles....bumper stickers, logos, signs and stickers.............
One of my fav's below....it about says it all..and covers it all....




Do you have a special one on your auto ??

The first Thanksgiving in the new colony was quite an undertaking....

The native Indians invited the settlers of the new word to visit there
humble village and share the feast of giving with the Chief, and tribe
members.

So the pilgrims dressed in their finest, and decided to take the Matron
of the Colony with them. She was a very religious and of very strict
English upbringing......

When they arrived at the Indian village, they were meet by a tall
handsome brave who was wearing a head band with one feather.



The Matron, never seeing this before asked the brave what the
feather meant. He told her he was a young brave just reaching
manhood and the feather meant that he had fucked one squaw.

The Matron was very shocked and taken back by such crude
talk, and told the brave to take her immediately to the chief.

Upon arriving at the chief's teepee the pilgrims were announced
and the chief came strolling out in his Sunday buckskin and full
re-gala headdress with feathers flowing down both sides of his head
all the way to the ground.




The Matron was impressed, and knew that as the Chief, his head dress
must have significant heritage and meaning.

So she commented as to how beautiful the headdress was, and asked
the chief to explain it's meaning and significance.

The reply to the Matron was that as chief, there was a feather for
every squaw in the tribe that he had fucked...

The Matron replied...."Oh dear..what heathens"..

The chief replied...."No fuckem deer...ass to high,,run to fast..."



At this point the Matron fainted....

It was the mailman's last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighbourhood.



When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift envelope.

At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars. The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door, and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.

When he had had enough they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup's bottom edge.

"All this was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what's the dollar for?"

"Well," she said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you." He said, "Fuck him, give him a dollar." The lady then said, "The breakfast was my idea."



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