A big-rig operator stopped to pick up a girl hitchhiker wearing really short shorts. "Say, What's your name, mister" she asked, after she climbed up in the truck."
"It's Snow, Roy Snow," he answered, "and what's yours?"
"Me, I'm June, June Hansen," she said.
After a short while she asked, "Hey, why do you keep sizing me up with those sidelong glances?"
"I was just thinking about the possibility of having eight inches of Snow in June?"