The Road to Inverness
One misty Scottish morning an Englishman is driving through the
hills to Inverness.
Suddenly out of the mist, a massive red-haired highlander steps into
the middle of the road. The man is at least six feet four. He has a
huge red beard and, despite the wind, mist, and near freezing
temperatures, is wearing only his kilt, a tweed shirt and a
tam-o'-shanter at a rakish angle. At the roadside there also stands
a young women. She is absolutely beautiful - slim, shapely, fair
complexion, golden hair....... heart stopping.
The driver stops and stares, and his attention is only distracted
from the lovely girl when the red animal opens the car door and
drags him from his seat onto the road with a fist resembling a whole
raw ham.
"Right, you, Jimmy" he shouts, "Ah want ye to masturbate",
"But......" stammers the driver.
"Dae it noo...or I'll bluddy kill ye!"
So the driver turns his back on the girl, drops his trousers and
starts to masturbate. Thinking of the girl, this doesn't take him
long.
"Right" snarls the highlander "Dae it again!"
"But....." says the driver.
"Now!"
So the driver does it again.
"Right laddie, dae it again, faster this time..." demands the
highlander.
This goes on for an hour. The hapless driver gets cramps in both
arms, he has rubbed himself raw, has violent knob-ache, his sight is
failing (as promised for years by his priest) and, despite the cold
wind, has collapsed in a sweating, gibbering heap on the ground,
unable to stand.
"Dae it again" says the highlander.
"I can't do it anymore - you'll just have to kill me", whimpers the
man.
The highlander looks down at the pathetic soul slumped on the
roadside. "All right, laddie," he says, "NOW ye can gie ma daughter
a lift to Inverness".