A saleswoman is driving through the Reservation toward home when she sees an Indian woman thumbing for a ride on the side of the road. As the trip had been long and quiet, she stops the car and the Indian woman gets in.
After a bit of small talk, the Indian woman notices a brown bag on the front seat.
"What's in the bag?" asks the Indian woman.
"It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband," says the saleswoman.
The Indian lady is silent for a moment then says, "Good trade."
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After a bit of small talk, the Indian woman notices a brown bag on the front seat.
"What's in the bag?" asks the Indian woman.
"It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband," says the saleswoman.
The Indian lady is silent for a moment then says, "Good trade."
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