There was this fellow from East Texas who had a flat tire, pulled off on the side of the road, and proceeded to put a bouquet of flowers in front of the car and one behind it. Then he got back in the car to wait.
A passerby studied the scene as he drove by and was so curious he turned around and went back.
He asked the fellow what the problem was.
The man replied, "I have a flat tar."
In response the passerby asked, "But what's with the flowers?"
The man responded, "When ya break down they tell ya to put flares in the front and flares in the back! I done never understand it neither."
An end with horror is better than horror without end.
