(on a bus pass­ing city jail)
Mom: Look kids… that’s where dad­dy is.
(pause)
Mom: I can give you a hair­cut.
Man: I like the la­dy who does my hair, she has good mir­rors so I can see the back of my head.
Mom: I’ve got good mir­rors. I’ve got mir­rors on the ceil­ing, too.

Bus
Om­a­ha, Ne­bras­ka