BASTARDS
OF THE ASPHALT
In the afternoon this guy drives down a
highway to visit a nearby lake and relax. On his way to the lake one guy dressed from head
to toe in red standing on the side of the highway gestures him to stop. Our guy rolls down
the window, "How can I help you?"
"I am the red bastard of the asphalt.
You got something to eat?"
With a smile in his face, he hands one of
his sandwiches to the red dressed guy and drives away.
Not even five minutes thereafter he comes
across another guy. This time the guy is dressed fully in yellow, standing on the side and
waving him to stop. A bit irritated our guy stops, cranks down the window. "What can
I do for you?"
"I am the yellow bastard of the
asphalt. You got something to drink?"
Hardly managing to smile this time he hands
to the guy a can of coke and then stomps on the pedal and takes off again. In order to
make it to the lakeside before sunset he decides to go faster and not to stop no matter
what.
To his frustration he sees another guy on
the side, dressed all in blue, making a hand signal to stop him. Not quite willing, our
guy decides to stop a last time, rolls his window down and yells to the guy, "So, let
me guess, you're the blue bastard of the asphalt, and just what the hell do you
want?"
"Driver's license and registration,
please."
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