Stolen Mercedes
George drove his brand new Mercedes car to his favorite sporting goods store. He parked it outside and went in to do a little perusing with Barbara, his regular sales woman.

Barbara was a pretty blonde, and as George walked into the store, she happily greeted him. But he requested to look around alone today before he needed her help. She obliged and let him do his thing.

Five minutes later, Barbara came running up to him yelling, "George! George! I just saw someone driving off with your new Mercedes!"

"Dear God! Did you try to stop him?"

"No," Barbara said, "I did better than that! I got the license plate number!"