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It broke his heart the day she made him put his truck for sale. He cried and
tried to make her change her mind, to no avail. That beast is bad on gas, who
needs a 4x4 in town? You never load it up, and I've never seen that tailgate down.
He said we can't let folks see us driving some newfangled Prius.
She said hubby darling, you best understand: the truck don't make the man.
It kind of does. The truck don't make the man.
Just then a handsome stranger mosey'd on up to inquire. Is this here rig for sale and
do you mind if I kick the tires? And as the stranger climbed inside he saw his wife's
eyes open wide. Attraction she could just not hide, it bordered on undignified.
She opened the door to the passenger side, said let's go for a long test drive!
Then her husband took her by the hand, he said: the truck don't make the man.
But in this case it does. No, the truck don't make the man.
Tension, it was rising, you can almost feel
the fire. Just they they heard a voice off-screen say, "Oh he ain't the buyer!"
The strangers wife stepped in to view, in steel toed boots and a hard hat too. Slapped
a *** of cash into his hand, she said: The truck make the man! Not at all.
Naw the truck don't make the man. There ain't nothing wrong with a compact,
environmentally friendly, hybrid sedan. The truck don't make the man.