While I was riding my motorcycle through the inter, a dog cut me off and when I dodged it I lost control, ended up in a ditch and suffered several scrapes. In pain, I dragged myself to the edge of the road to ask for help.
A convertible Porsche stopped, from where a blonde with a generous neckline got out and asked me:
- Are you OK? Come on, I went up, I'll take you to my house. I will heal your wounds.
- I don't think my wife is going to like this! - I told.
- Don't worry. I'm a nurse and I'm going to check you out.
I was still a bit agitated and scared, so I got in the car but I insisted:
- I don't think my wife is going to like this!
When we got to her house, she gave me a good look and cleaned my wounds. She offered me a beer and after we drank a couple, I insisted again:
- I don't think my wife is going to like this!
The blonde, who was very hot, told me:
- Don't worry, stay here another while. She wouldn't notice. Where is she now?
So I told him:
- I guess in the ditch, still!!!