The Zipper


Here is something I got in an email that made me smile


The Zipper   

             As the bus stopped and it was her turn to get on, she became aware
that her skirt was too tight to allow her leg to

come up to the height of the first step of the 20 buss.
Slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus

driver, she reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little,

thinking that this would give her enough slack to raise her leg

She tried to take the step, only to discover that she couldn’t.

So, a little more embarrassed, she once again reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little more, and for the second time attempted the step.

Once again, much to her chagrin, she could not raise her leg


With a little smile to the driver, she again reached behind
to unzip a little more and again was unable to take the step.

About this time, a large Vermonter who was standing behind her picked her up easily by the waist and placed her gently on the step of the bus.

She went ballistic and turned to the would-be Samaritan

and screamed,

‘How dare you touch me like that!
I don’t even know who you are!’

The Vermonter smiled and drawled,

‘Well, ma’am, normally I would agree with you, 

but after you
unzipped my fly three times,

I kinda figured we was friends.’