No Streaking Today (Fun Poem 85)

We sat in a tail back on a very hot day; my temperature gauge began to rise. I turned up the heater full blast to cool the engine down a bit. My wife sat in the passenger seat roasting a little bit. She said she could smell something, probably just her cheesy feet. I could take my clothes off. I said no streaking today. You would scare the living daylights out of all the drivers around here. She sat there and roasted a bit more, and when I felt she was done on that side I turned her over so the other side could get cooked. 29 July 2007