Sitting together on a train traveling through the Canadian
Rockies were a fellow from Saskatchewan, a fellow from
Quebec, a little old lady and a pretty young blond woman.
The train goes into a dark tunnel and a few seconds later,
there is the sound of a loud slap. When the train emerges
from the tunnel, the fellow from Quebec has a bright red
hand print on his cheek. No one speaks.
The little old lady thinks: The fellow from Quebec must
have groped that yound lady in the dark and she slapped his cheek.
The blond woman thinks: That fellow from Quebec must have
tried to grope me in the dark, but missed and fondled the
old lady and she slapped his cheek.
The fellow from Quebec thinks: That fellow from Saskatchewan
must have groped that yound woman in the dark. She tried to slap
him but missed and got me instead.
The fellow from Saskatchewan thinks: I can't wait for
another tunnel so I can smack that asshole from Quebec