Well, I guess that isn't a draw bridge!
I told you, didn't I! Too many bricks, and my front wheels come off the ground!
There's supposed to be FOUR wheels on the vehicle
You order 'em; we deliver 'em
I thought you took your bath this morning
You're in the wrong, uh, lane? dear
Turned out it wasn't a seaplane
A COLD WINTER
It was autumn, and the Indians on the remote reservation asked their new chief if the winter was going to be cold or mild. Since he was an Indian chief in a modern society, he had never been taught the old secrets, and when he looked at the sky, he couldn't tell what the weather was going to be. Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he replied to his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold. He told them that the members of the village should collect wood to be prepared.
Being a practical leader, after several days, the chief had an idea. He went to the phone booth, called the National Weather Service, and asked, "Is the coming winter going to be cold?" "It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold, indeed," the weather man responded. So the chief went back to his people and told them to collect even more wood in order to be prepared.
One week later, the chief called the National Weather Service again. "Is it going to be a very cold winter?" he asked. The man at the National Weather Service replied, "Yes. It's going to be a very cold winter." Again, the chief went back to his people. This time, he told them to make sure and collect every scrap of wood they could find.
Two weeks later, he went back to the phone booth, and called the National Weather Service one more time. "Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?" he asked. "Absolutely!" the man replied. "It looks like it's going to be one of the coldest winters ever!" "How can you be so sure?" the chief asked. The weather man replied, "Because the Indians are collecting firewood like crazy."