"Problem Solving"

A biker stops by the local Har­ley Shop to have his bike fixed. They couldn't do it while he wai­ted, so he said he didn't live far and would just walk home.

On the way home he stop­ped at the hard­ware store and bought a bucket and an anvil. He stop­ped by the feed store / live­stock dea­ler and picked up a cou­ple of chickens and a goo­se. Howe­ver, strugg­ling out­side the store he now had a pro­blem: how to car­ry all of his purcha­ses home.

While he is scrat­ching his head he is approa­ched by a young lady who told him she was lost.

She asked, "Can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mocking­bird Lane?"
The biker said, "Well, as a mat­ter of fact, I live at 1616 Mocking­bird Lane. I would show you how to get the­re but I can't car­ry this lot."

The lady sug­ge­sted, "Why don't you put the anvil in the bucket, car­ry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and car­ry the goo­se in your other hand?

"Why thank you very much," the guy said and pro­ce­e­ded to bring the girl home.

On the way he says: "Let's take my short cut and go down this alley. We'll be the­re in no time."

The lady loo­ked him over cau­tious­ly then said, "I am a lonely woman wit­hout a hus­band to defend me. How do I know that when we get in the alley you won't hold me up against the wall, pull up my skirt, and ravish me?"

The biker said, "Holy smo­kes lady! I am car­ry­ing a bucket, an anvil, two chickens, and a goo­se. How in the world could I pos­si­bly hold you up against the wall and do that?

The lady replied, "Set the goo­se down, cover him with the bucket, put the anvil on top of the bucket and I'll hold the chickens ....


[via John G.]

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