You don't like it?
-
Shirley went to the hairdresser to get her hair fixed up. she got it shortened, layered, highlighted, the whole bit. Her husband Bob picked her up, but didn't mention her hair, because he was concentrating on the heavy traffic.
After a few minutes she said, "You don't like it, do you?"
"No, I don't," he replied. "It'll take at least an hour to get to the freeway." -
