Ghost Indian
Two Ponca men were sitting out on a back road visiting. All at once there was a tapping on the window.
“Ah Hoh!” “Hey guy!” “I think there is a ghost tapping on the window!”
Sure enough a wizened face with long flowing white hair was there just out side the window.
The Ponca man driving shoved his foot down on the gas and immediately was doing 60 miles and hour.
“Step on it!” “He’s still out there!” And sure enough, there was another tapping at the window.
The driver shoved his foot to the floor again! This time he was doing ninety (90) miles an hour.
Still the ghostly figure tapped on the window.
“You better giver ‘er some more gas!” “He’s still out there.”
“I can’t go any faster, I’ve got her up to 120 miles an hour.
About that time the little old man motioned for the passenger to roll the window down, which he did.
“Say Boys!” “I was wanting to know, do you need a shove to get out of this mud hole?”