The Blonde Stockbroker (Humor)

A young blonde stockbroker was bored with driving her BMW.  It lacked individuality and besides that, every other girl in the office had one.  She fancied something a bit more individual, Perhaps an MG convertible.  That week she visited her local car dealer and spied a beautiful Jaguar XK140 convertible.

It was wonderfully restored and she fell in love with it's gorgeous red paint job.  An empty check stub later and off she was tearing down the leafy country lanes enjoying her beautiful new car.  Her long blonde hair was flowing in the wind, music blaring from the radio, what could possibly go wrong?

At that thought there was a splutter from the engine and the car slowly coasted to a stop.  She got out and lifted the bonnet and concluded after a few minutes that she didn't have a bloody clue what was wrong.  Luckily she had her phone with her and a quick phone call to the Auto-Club and a short wait saw a bright shiny yellow van pull up behind her.

"That's a lovely car," said the mechanic.  "What seems to be the matter?"

"Well, it just conked out I'm afraid."

"Let me have a look."  He set to work and ten minutes later the engine was purring like a kitten again.

"Thank goodness," she said.  "What was the matter?"

"Simple really, just crap in the carburetor," he replied.

Looking perplexed she asked, "Oh . . . OK . . . How often do I have to do that?"

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