Here's one for us....

A woman businessperson (female executive?) is visiting Portland for a week-long conference.

After a solid week of rain, she is fed up. Coming our of her hotel to go to the convention center the last morning, she almost trips over a young lad (and his bicycle) who are huddled out of the rain for a moment under the entrance canopy.

She snaps at him "Young man! Does it EVER stop raining in this damned state?"

He looks up, with a quizzical expression on his face, but says nothing.

"Well", she demands,"Didn't you hear me? Speak up..."

"Lady", he finally answers, "How would I know? I'm only nine years old!"

Now that's GOOD.



muck

Well, it does stop occasionally, when the fronts move up north to Seattle.