Elsie was a little old lady in a nursing home who would spend her days speeding through the hallways in her wheelchair. Every so often one of the nurses would say, “Elsie, pull over, you’re speeding again! I need to see your drivers license.” Elsie would pull over, dig around in her pocket, pull out a sweet wrapper or other piece of paper and hand it over. Then the nurse would tell her, “Slow down.” With a giggle she would be on her way once more….careering down the halls. One day, she came squealing around the corner only to find old Joe standing in his doorway with no pants on. Elsie pulled over to the side wailing, “Oh no, not the breathalyser again!”
The roads are my race track!!
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