“Don’t say anything,” 

“Well if you’d turned where I told you we wouldn’t be lost now.”

“Yes dear…you know…wait what is that standing in the road.”

Joe and his wife looked down the road. 

“If I didn’t know better I would say it is Bigfoot.”

“Joe, Bigfoot does not wear a short and jeans.”

“But look at the big hairy feet…”

“He’s thumbing a ride…are you going to pick him up?”

Joe pulled the car over.

The car door opened and he squeezed himself in.

“Hi, my name is Harry. Thanks for giving me a lift