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As a West Virginia trucker stops for a red light, a blonde, following in her car, catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck and knockson the door. The trucker lowers his window and she says, "Hi, my name isHeather and you are losing some of your load."
The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street. Then the truck stops for another red light, the blonde catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up to the truck and knocks on the door. Again the trucker lowers thewindow. As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"
Shaking his head the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street. At the third red light, the same thing happens again. The blonde gets out of her car, runs up to the truck and knocks on the truck door. The trucker lowers his window. All out of breath, again she says, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"
When the light turns green, the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window and as she lowers it, he says....
Hi. My name is John. It's winter in West Virginia and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK."
The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street. Then the truck stops for another red light, the blonde catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up to the truck and knocks on the door. Again the trucker lowers thewindow. As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"
Shaking his head the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street. At the third red light, the same thing happens again. The blonde gets out of her car, runs up to the truck and knocks on the truck door. The trucker lowers his window. All out of breath, again she says, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!"
When the light turns green, the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window and as she lowers it, he says....
Hi. My name is John. It's winter in West Virginia and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK."
