Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.2 9/18/84; site dartvax.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!burl!ulysses!allegra!bellcore!decvax!dartvax!merchant From: merchant@dartvax.UUCP (Peter Merchant) Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Imus in the morning... Message-ID: <2803@dartvax.UUCP> Date: Wed, 6-Mar-85 08:58:35 EST Article-I.D.: dartvax.2803 Posted: Wed Mar 6 08:58:35 1985 Date-Received: Fri, 8-Mar-85 04:29:26 EST Distribution: net Organization: Dartmouth College, Hanover, NH Lines: 53 { 66 WNBC... } Heard this one on Imus a few mornings ago... There was this person who owned a bluish coloured volvo. It was a '72, however, making it quite old and even volvos don't last forever. When he was driving home one afternoon and the engine fell through the engine mount, his wife brought up the subject of buying a new car. "Well, I've really grown partial to this car, dear." "But, honey, that car is going to fall apart any minute." The argument went on for a while and the husband finally agreed that he would buy a new car, but he would only buy another bluish coloured volvo. It had to have the exact shade of blue or he wasn't interested. And so, his quest began. "Nope. Areyou sure they're made in that colour?" asked all the volvo dealers in New York. He went to Connecticut and received the same line. He went to Rhode Island, only to hear "Nope. Had one last week. Couldn't sell it, so we gave it to a junk dealer." The man ran to the junk dealer just in time to see the car of his dreams crushed. He travelled through Vermont. "Nope. Can't get one here." He tried New Hampshire. "I don't think they make them." He went into Maine. "I don't have one, but Charlie might. He's the volvo dealer up in Caribou." Anyone ever told you about Caribou, Maine? It is freezing up there. It is in the middle of nowhere. Now, at this point, a large storm system was moving into the area and the husband was trapped in the storm. He slogs along mile after mile searching for this one guy who might have his bluish coloured volvo. He finally sees, far off on the distance, a large "Volvo" sign. He stumbles up to the building but, alas, everyone has gone home. Now, the husband had seen enough survival movies to know what to do, so he burrowed down into the snow and built a shelter of sorts and just rode the storm out down there. Two days later the volvo dealer arrived at his shop and found this guy standing by the door. When the dealer openned the door the husband saw it. Right in the middle of the showroom was his bluish coloured volvo. Perfect! He told the man of his quest, gave him the money, and was about to leave when the dealer asked "Why did you spend so much time searching for this coloured volvo? Why did it have to be this sort of bluish colour?" The husband smiled and said, as he drove off, "Well, ther's something about an aqua volvo, man..." { Kin you say "boo"? I knew ya could } -- "We're havin' fun, Peter Merchant sittin' in the back seat, a-kissin' and a-huggin' with Fred."