THE ZIPPER

The bus stopped and it was Mary’s turn to get on. She quickly became aware her skirt was too tight to allow her leg to come up to the height of the first step of the bus.

Slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus driver, she reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little, thinking this would give her enough slack to raise her leg. She tried to take the step, only to discover she couldn't.

So, a little more embarrassed, she once again reached behind her to unzip her skirt --- just a little more --- and for the second time attempted the step. Much to her chagrin, she still could not raise her leg.

With another embarrassed little smile to the driver, she reached behind to unzip yet a little more and STILL was unable to take the step.

About this time, a large Texan who was standing behind her picked her up easily by the waist and placed her gently on the step of the bus.

Mary went ballistic and turned to the would-be Samaritan and yelled, 'How dare you touch my body! I don't even know who you are!'

The Texan smiled and drawled, 'Well, ma'am, normally I would agree with you. But, after you unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured we was friends.'