Sunday, October 30, 2005

Late Breaking Nose

There's a very, very old joke of the type that used to be called "blue," which I learned in childhood (and apparently passed on), and that goes something like this:

Husband and wife become lost on country road late at night while looking for their lodgings.

Espying a man and woman sitting in a car, husband approaches car on foot, then, some moments later, staggers back.

He has a bloody nose.

Wife asks, "My God, what happened?"

Husband says, "I don't know. All I said was, 'How far is the Old Post Inn?'"

As it turns out, our tireless researcher David has
actually located the place. If you go, be careful how you phrase your questions.