Bad Brakes
Jill's car was unreliable and she called John for a ride every time it broke down. One day John got yet another one of those calls. "What happened this time?" he asked. "My brakes went out." Jill said. "Can you come and get me?" "Where are you?" John asked. "I'm in the drugstore," Jill responded. "And where's the car?" John asked. And Jill replied, "It's in here with me."
