Just remembered an old Jerry Clower story. He was a comedian from Mississippi (RIP). I'll try not to butcher it, too much.
Marcel Ledbetter used to go into town on Saturdays to visit a friend who owned a gas station. His son, 12 year old Tater, would go along because the owner would let him ride a moped around the parking lot.
One day Tater's riding around and, each time he goes by the driveway entrance, he becomes more and more tempted. Finally, he goes ahead and gases it and, out he goes into the road. At the same time, a man is pulling out of a Mercedes dealership on the other side of the street. Both vehicles pull up to a red light.
The man is just enjoying the feel of his new car when he notices something out of the corner of his eye. He looks and sees Tater's nose pressed up against his window. He cranks it down and asks "May I help you, son?"
Tater just sticks his head in and goes nuts, admiring everything. "Wow! Are those real leather seats?" "Yes son, they are." "Wow! Look at that dash! Looks like an airplane cockpit! Look at that speedometer! Will it really go that fast?" "Yes boy, it will."
The light changes and, before Tater pulls his head back out, he gives the owner one last "Wow! That sure is SOME CAR!" Now, the owner's head is about as big around as a basketball. He floors the gas, squeels the tires, and takes off from the light. He holds it down until the speedo reads 120. He's sitting there, all proud while thinking "I bet he enjoyed that!"
About that time, he notices a speck in his rear view mirror. What baffles him is that the speck is QUICKLY catching him! He's thinking "That's impossible! I'm ALREADY doing 120!"
The speck catches and passes him like he's sitting still! The man sits there thinking "That COULDN'T have been what it looked like!" About that time, the speck comes back into view and zooms past him in the OTHER direction! The man starts yelling "It was! It was that boy on the moped!"
Now, he sees the speck coming up on him from behind, again! This time, instead of passing him, it slams into the back of his car. The moped explodes into a million pieces! The man slams on the brakes, gets the car stopped, and goes to running. He sees Tater, on his back, among all those moped parts. The man's yelling "Son! Son! Is there ANYTHING I can do for you?"
Tater raises his head and says "Yeah. You can unhook my suspenders from your rear view mirror!"
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