The snowstorm was raging when the blonde got out of work.
She remembered her father’s advice about driving in a blizzard – follow a snow
plow. Luckily, a plow came by just that minute and she drove off right behind
it. They made steady progress for nearly an hour until the plow came to a stop
and the driver walked over to her window.
“Do you need any help?” the plow-truck driver asked.
“No, I’m just glad I remembered my father’s advice to follow
a plow during a blizzard.”
“That’s fine with me, lady. I just finished plowing the
Wal-Mart lot and you’re welcome to follow me for the next hour when I clear the
lot at Sears.”
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