11/14/2025 from Daily Jokes
#21447
It had been one of those days—long enough to make John the truck driver consider switching careers to professional napping. All he wanted was to get home, inhale something deep-fried, and pass out in front of the TV.
But because he lived in Washington D.C., he knew exactly what was waiting for him at rush hour: traffic thick enough to spread on toast.
Sure enough, up ahead was a traffic jam so massive it looked like the cars were spawning. No alerts on the radio, no warnings—just an enormous, motionless mess. John stuck his head out the window and all he saw were brake lights and confused faces.
Nothing. Was. Moving.
Suddenly—knock knock knock!—a guy taps on his window. John rolls it down and asks, “Buddy, what in the world is going on out there?”
The guy sighs dramatically. “Terrorists have kidnapped the entire U.S. Congress!”
John’s eyes go wide. “Holy smokes!”
“They’re demanding a hundred million dollars.”
John winced. “Oh boy… that’s steep.”
“And if they don’t get it, they’re gonna soak ’em in gasoline and light ’em up like a Fourth of July barbecue.”
John gasped. “Good Lord!”
The man nodded. “We’re going car to car collecting donations.”
John, trying to be helpful, asked, “So… how much is everyone coughing up?”
The man shrugged. “On average… about a gallon.”
