| Santa lived on a quiet rural highway. But, as time went by, the traffic slowly built up at an alarming rate. The traffic was so heavy and so fast that his chickens were being run over at a rate of three to six a day. So one day he called the Inspector`s and said, "You`ve got to do something about all of these people driving so fast and killing all of my chickens." "What do you want me to do?" asked the Inspector. "I don`t care, just do something about those drivers!" So the next day he had the local workers go out and erect a sign that said: SLOW: SCHOOL CROSSING Three days later Santa called the Inspector and said, "You`ve got to do something about these drivers. The `school crossing` sign seems to make them go faster." So, again, he sends out the workers and they put up a new sign: SLOW: CHILDREN AT PLAY And that really sped them up. So Santa called and called and called everyday for three weeks. Finally, he asked, "Your signs are doing no good. Is it all right for me to put up my own sign?" Inspector told him, "Sure thing, put up your own sign." He was going to let Santa do just about anything in order to have him stop calling. Well, after that he got no more calls from Santa. Three weeks after Santa`s last call, the Inspector decided to call him. "How`s the problem with those drivers. Did you put up your sign?" "Oh, I sure did. And not one chicken has been killed since then. I`ve got to go. I`m very busy." And he hung up the phone. The Inspector thought to himself, "I`d better go to that farmer`s house and look at that sign... There might be something there that WE could use to slow down drivers." So hedrove out to Santa`s house, and he saw the sign. It was a whole sheet of plywood. And written in large yellow letters were the words: SLOW: NUDIST COLONY |