Two good old boys from South Dakota were driving their truck, loaded with barley seed, through the back roads in the Black Hills when they came to an overpass with a sign which read, "CLEARANCE: 11' 3".
They got out and measured their rig, which was 12 feet 4 inches tall.
"Vhat da ya tink?" asked Swen as they climbed back into the cab of the truck.
Ole looked to his left then to his right, checked the rear view mirrors, then shifted into first gear. "Not a cop in sight. Let's yust take a chance," he said.
They got out and measured their rig, which was 12 feet 4 inches tall.
"Vhat da ya tink?" asked Swen as they climbed back into the cab of the truck.
Ole looked to his left then to his right, checked the rear view mirrors, then shifted into first gear. "Not a cop in sight. Let's yust take a chance," he said.
