by Tom&Shelly » Sat Jan 13, 2024 10:23 pm
A village was so small, the funeral parlor just had a single vehicle. It was a one hearse town.
It was black. One day it broke down and they had to borrow the white hearse from the next village. That was a hearse of a different color!
The village mechanic couldn't figure out the problem. He tried tapping on the cylinders, rapping on the carburetor, whacking the transmission...But he was just beating a dead hearse.
Sorry for making fun of such a somber subject. I was just hearsing around!
Tom