Truckers: The kings of the road and comedy

You know, there’s something about truck drivers that really deserves a round of applause.

These unsung heroes of the road are like the knights of the asphalt, bravely steering their big rigs through endless highways and byways, all while keeping our nation’s economy rolling along.

As a kid, I always admired those mighty trucks, so when I stumbled upon a little tale about a truck driver at a diner, I couldn’t resist sharing it. It’s a story that perfectly captures the spirit of those who haul our goods, reminding us that sometimes the road can be a little more unpredictable than expected.

Buckle up for a laugh!

A truck driver stopped at a roadside diner one day to grab some lunch. He ordered a cheeseburger, a coffee and a slice of apple pie.

Just as he was about to eat them, three big hairy bikers walked in.

The first biker grabbed the trucker’s cheeseburger and took a big bite from it.

The second biker picked up the trucker’s coffee and downed it in one gulp.

The third biker ate the trucker’s apple pie.

The truck driver didn’t do anything or say a word as all this went on.

When they finished, he just paid the waitress and left.

The first biker said to the waitress, “He ain’t much of a man, is he?”

“He’s not much of a driver, either,” the waitress replied. “He’s just backed his 18-wheeler over three motorbikes.”

BONUS: FUNNY TRUCKER STORY #2
A trucker stops for a red light one day and notices a blonde in the car behind.

She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and the blonde says to him, “Hi, my name’s Julie and I thought you should know you’re losing some of your load.”

The trucker just ignores her, raises the window and proceeds down the street as the light changes. A short while later he has to stop for another red light. The blonde in the car is still behind him. Again, she jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window.

As if they’ve never spoken before, the blonde says brightly, “Hi my name’s Julie, and I thought you should know you’re losing some of your load!”

The trucker shakes his head but apart from this he ignores her again. He raises the window and drives on as the red light changes.

At the third red light, the same thing happens again.

At the fourth red light the trucker jumps out of his truck, and runs back to the blonde’s car. He knocks on the window and she lowers it.

The trucker says, “Hi, my name’s Steve, it’s winter in Canada, and I’m driving the salt truck!”

Keep the laughter rolling, and don’t forget to share this story on Facebook!

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