A young blonde female stock broker was bored with driving her BMW. It
lacked individuality and besides that, every other girl in the office
had one. She fancied something a bit more individual, perhaps a MG
convertible.

That week she visited her local car dealer and spied a beautiful Jaguar
XK140 convertible. It was wonderfully restored
and she fell in love with it's gorgeous red paint job. An empty check
stub later and off she was tearing down the leafy country lanes enjoying
her beautiful new car. Her long blonde hair was flowing in the wind,
music blaring from the radio, what could possibly go wrong?

At that thought there was a splutter from the engine and the car slowly
coasted to a stop. She got out and lifted the bonnet and concluded after
a few minutes that she didn't have a bloody clue what was wrong. Luckily
she had her mobile phone with her and a quick phone call to the AutoClub
and a short wait saw a bright shiny yellow van pull up behind her.

"That's a lovely car," said the mechanic. "What seems to be the matter?"
"Well, it just conked out I'm afraid."

"Let me have look." He set to work and ten minutes later the engine was
purring like a cat again.

"Thank goodness," she said. "What was the matter?" "Simple really, just
crap in the carburetor," he replied.

Looking shocked she asked, "Oh, OK... How many times a week do I have to
do that?"

Cars cars Cars.....

HAHAHAHAHA

SWEET!!!!

Sweet it is..lol