Mar 152012
 

There was this traveling salesman from California , headed to New York City. He was a salesman for this electronic company. He traveling east he comes across this detour and follows it. Its getting late it, s 9:00 a’clock in the evening then bang he blow’s out a tire. He makes his way to a nearby farmhouse to ask if there’s a spare room he can stay the night in. Then fix his car in the morning.

The farmer says "yes there is one room, but you’ll have to share it with my 3 . . . . sons"

The salesman replies -

"I’m sorry, I must be in the wrong joke"

The Salesman
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