THE MAN WHO KNOWS HIS MATH


He writes:

I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female driver, who cut
right in front of a pickup truck, causing the driver to drive onto the
shoulder to avoid hitting her. This evidently angered the driver enough
that he hung his arm out his window and gave the woman the finger. "
Man, that guy is stupid," I thought to myself. I ALWAYS smile nicely and
wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in
traffic, and here's why:

I drive 48 miles each way every day to work.

That's 96 miles each day.

Of these, 16 miles each way is bumper-to-bumper.

Most of the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8 lane highway.

There are 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles.

That works out to 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars.

Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I
pass at least another 4000 cars.

That brings the number to something like 36,000 cars that I pass every
day.

Statistically, females drive half of these.

That's 18,000 women drivers!

In any given group of females, 1 in 28 has PMS.

That's 642.

According to Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life as dissatisfying
or unrewarding.

That's 449.

According to the National Institute of Health, 22% of all females have
seriously considered suicide or homicide.

That's 98.

And 34% describe men as their biggest problem.

That's 33.

According to the National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry
weapons and this number is increasing.

That means that EVERY SINGLE DAY, I drive past at least one female that
has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest problem, has seriously
considered suicide or homicide, has PMS, and is armed.


Give her the finger?

I don't think so.

lmao!!! that is rich!!!

that's so funny! one of the best ones ive heard in a long time.

The girl is right!

Oh wow. I'd hate to piss HER off!

boy am i glad i only drive 3 miles bumper o bumper then !!!!!

that's what I call common sense!

JOKE of the Day
Three college students were in England and were told they had to go to a
great old pub called "The **** Inn". They went off in three different
directions and planned to meet back at 3:00.
Two of the guys arrived back on time but there was no sign of Harris. At
4:00 he came back with the clothes ripped off him and blood pouring from
his head.
The guys asked what had happened, Harris replied, "I was walking down
the road and I saw a man and woman behind a bush and I asked them, "How
far is The **** Inn?"

mail me joke folks if u have any...hav a gr8 day

That's funny *CATCH*.
A family friend always said he would rather scrap with ten guys than
five women.