<>_<>A BLONDE AND THE INDIAN<>_<>
One of those extremely hot blonde was driving in central Texas, when her car broke down.
While the old blonde kicks the car, an Indian offers a ride to the nearest town.
The blonde, who does not have other options, accepted.
The blonde, who does not have other options, accepted.
She rides on the back and the horse galloping out.
The trip goes smoothly and without major incidents.
But every once in a while the Indian looses some wild screaming.
Nevertheless, the blonde and the Indian come in town, he takes her to a
workshop.
Nevertheless, the blonde and the Indian come in town, he takes her to a
workshop.
She comes down and says goodbye, and warmly thanked the Indian who visibly was so excited.
The mechanic confused, asks:
- What made the Indian so excited?
The blonde is in doubt and answers:
- I do not know, I think I did something wrong, just sat on the horse behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist and was holding supporting of the saddle.
The mechanic smiles:
- Missy, the Indians do not use the saddle!
The mechanic confused, asks:
- What made the Indian so excited?
The blonde is in doubt and answers:
- I do not know, I think I did something wrong, just sat on the horse behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist and was holding supporting of the saddle.
The mechanic smiles:
- Missy, the Indians do not use the saddle!
