Darn Jack

Expanation to follow. Maybe. 🙂

One version of the D&*# Jack story.

A salesman was driving along a country road very late one night. There was a loud “bang” followed by the familiar sounds of a flat tire. He reluctantly rolled up his sleeves and pulled the spare tire from the trunk. To his surprise, there was no jack to be found! Awwww, that's just great!”, he yelled. As he was wondering what he could do he noticed a farm house porch light, in the distance, and set out to find a jack.

The walk was a long one. He tore his coat and as he stumbled along he began to imagine waking a farmer up from his sleep and finding him unfriendly about the intrusion. After an hour of stumbling, getting caught in a sticker bush, and losing a shoe in a mud hole, he could finally see the front steps. But, he thought, "What if the farmer has a gun? What if he sicks a dog on me? What if the farmer doesn't want to help?" The man became so angry about the whole situation that he just knew the farmer was going to have a fit about a stranger at his door! So he stomps up the steps and pounds on the door!

An upstairs light comes on and while waiting for the door to open, the stranded man imagines a red faced, bug eyed farmer yanking open that door! Footsteps…The door cracks and a voice says,”Can I help you?” The stranded furious man, looks the farmer in the face and raging shouts,”Oh, you can keep your #%*^ jack!” and storms away. Moral of the story: don't darn jack it!