The Blue Baѕtard of the Highway
A man was driving home from work one day. He was feeling hungry, so he stopped at a fast food place, and got a burger, fries, and a drink. As he was pulling out of the parking lot, a man dressed in red waved his arms over his head and jumped up and down to get his attention. Curious, he pulled over, and rolled down his window. The man dressed in red came straight up to the window and said, "I'm the Red Baѕtard Of The Highway! Give me something to eat!"
Mildly amused by the man's creativity, our hero gave his fries to the man in red, then proceeded to drive toward home.
About a block later, he saw a man dressed in yellow, behaving in a manner identical to the man in red. He pulled over to see what this man wanted, and rolled down his window. The man said, "I'm the Yellow Baѕtard Of The Highway! Give me something to drink!"
Sighing, the man decided he really didn't need all those carbohydrates, so he gave the strangely dressed man his soda, then went on his way.
Not more than half a block later, he saw a man dressed all in blue, waving his arms and gesturing for him to pull over. He did so, but his patience was wearing thin with this routine. "Let me guess," he said as the man in blue reached his window. "You're the Blue Baѕtard Of The Highway, and you want something from me."
"Yeah," said the man in blue. "License, registration, and proof of insurance. And I'd also like you to step out of the car."
Mildly amused by the man's creativity, our hero gave his fries to the man in red, then proceeded to drive toward home.
About a block later, he saw a man dressed in yellow, behaving in a manner identical to the man in red. He pulled over to see what this man wanted, and rolled down his window. The man said, "I'm the Yellow Baѕtard Of The Highway! Give me something to drink!"
Sighing, the man decided he really didn't need all those carbohydrates, so he gave the strangely dressed man his soda, then went on his way.
Not more than half a block later, he saw a man dressed all in blue, waving his arms and gesturing for him to pull over. He did so, but his patience was wearing thin with this routine. "Let me guess," he said as the man in blue reached his window. "You're the Blue Baѕtard Of The Highway, and you want something from me."
"Yeah," said the man in blue. "License, registration, and proof of insurance. And I'd also like you to step out of the car."
