George found Tim, lying beside the road, crying.

He stopped the car and ran to him.

"Tim! Are you all right?"

Sobbing, Tim moaned, "Look at my brand-new car!" pointing to it, wrapped around a tree.

"Hey, man. Dont cry. You can always get another car."

"But look inside the car."

George did and said, "Aw, dude, that is terrible. But dont cry! You can always get another blonde."

Tim wailed, "Look inside her mouth!"