Caussey's Corner

Texas Humor So Funny it Hurts: Do You Have a Whisk Broom?

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“The year was 1961, and I was growing up in the small town of Nocona in North Texas,” Dennis began. “The living was easy, and the gasoline flowed freely at 19 cents a gallon. When we filled our tanks at one of the local stations we had to insist on doing all the under-the-hood checks ourselves—the macho thing to do—because self-service stations were still a thing of the future, and we didn’t want anyone else messing with our status symbols. The station attendant was one of the “good ole’ boys.” He had a heart of gold, and there was genuine friendship between him and the high schoolers. He only had one fault. He was almost deaf, and the hearing deficit made for one of the funniest moments in my youth.

“The attendant was filling my tank, and I had my head under the hood of the car, checking all the fluid levels. Suddenly a shiny new T-Bird convertible drove into the bay next to me. That car got my immediate attention, but not half as much as the gorgeous blonde that was driving it. In the misty past of my recollection, I still see her as a cross between Marilyn Monroe and Jayne Mansfield. She was stunning, and I was instantly smitten, peering out as often as I dared from under the hood.

“Obviously, this classy lady was not interested in sticking her head under the hood of her car. The station attendant began to fill the tank, and suddenly that classic moment exploded upon the scene. The lady asked the attendant, ‘Do you have a restroom?’ The hearing-challenged attendant thought she had asked, ‘Do you have a whisk broom?’ and wanted the floor of her car dusted. He said, ‘No, Ma’am, I don’t, but I’ll blow it out with the air hose.’