A nice looking girl was out of gas in the middle of nowhere, but fortunately a red indian came riding and said:"Jump in front of me, I´ll ride you to a gas station that ist wo miles away." Everything was ok, but now and then the indian let go a "war scream". At the station the owner aske the girl: "How is it that you did not fall off the horse, because the indian was really riding at very high speed?"
Girl: "I hold a firm grip with both hands of the saddle knob all the time!"
