New Roommate

Gentlemen, it is said, are bred, not born.

A traveling salesman who finds himself stranded in the tiniest town on the prairie knocks on the door of a small motel.

"Sorry, we don't have a spare room," says the manager, "but you're welcome to share with a little red-headed schoolteacher, if that's OK."

"Oh, that'll be great," says the salesman, grinning from ear to ear. "And don't worry, I'll be a real gentleman."

"Just as well," says the manager. "So will the little red-headed schoolteacher."