Bowling Balls

Two Maori lads are riding along the motorway on a motorbike. They broke down and were starting to hitch a ride.

A friendly trucker stopped to see if he could help and the Maori lads asked him for a lift. He explains to them that he is carrying 20,000 bowling balls but will take a look at the bike for them.

He tries everything he knows, however is not able to fix or get the bike working. Time is getting on now and he is late for his delivery so he tells the Maori lads that he has to leave. “Hey Bro” they say, “….gissa lift…” The trucker once again explains that he has no room as he is carrying 20,000 bowling balls. The Maori lads put it to the driver that if they can manage to fit in the back will he take them and he agrees.

They manage to squeeze themselves and their motorbike into the back of the truck so the driver shuts the doors and gets off on his way. By this time he is really late and so puts his foot down. Sure enough the coppers pull him up for speeding.

The good officer asks the driver what he is carrying to which he replies Maori eggs. The Policeman obviously does not believe this so wants to take a look. He opens the back door and quickly shuts it again and locks it. He returns to his patrol car and gets on the radio and immediately calls for backup from as many officers as possible.

The dispatcher asks what emergency he has which requires so many officers to which he replies “….I’ve got a truck with 20,000 Maori eggs in it……2 have hatched and the cunning little bastards have managed to steal a motorbike already…”