The Bumper Dumper




We were on the trail and I had to go,
My power-shopping wife winked at me and said, is that so?

She opened the trunk and what did appear,
But the solution to my problem in a box, right there.

I hooked it all up and sat down on the thing,
And then I could hear my cell phone start to ring.

My wife grabbed the tele and began to talk loud,
My daughter had passed Algebra and boy was she proud.

The discourse was happy and becoming more intense,
I think that they both had lost a sense,

Of, where they were, or what I was doing,
I was still on the hitch not yet done with my doo dooing,

Then I felt a thump as the truck went into gear,
From head to bare butt I was taken with fear.

As she hit the gas, she hit a pot hole,
I flung through the air while screaming, "Oh No!!"

It was not for a mile till she knew I was missing,
Two women on the phone can become quite distressing.

I laid in the road with my pants at my knees,
Till I regained my consciousness and crawled to the trees.

At the very least this was hard on my rumper,
But who should I blame, my wife and daughter, or the Bumper Dumper

Dave Bowers


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Shortcuts Always Take Longer

Well, that could scare the "crap" out of a guy, eh?

Love the Humor!

Anvilman