The eighteen-wheeler just left the shoe factory, and it's heading down Gordon's Hill. The driver taps the brakes - nothing. He frantically pumps them - nothing! He calls his dispatcher.
Driver: "Bob, I'm going down Gordon's Hill, and I got no brakes! I don't think I can make the turn at the bottom. Call the police and warn them. And tell my wife I love her."
Dispatcher: "Do the best you can, Jack. By the way, how many soles do you have on board?"
Make sure you are not in front of it.
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