The Fire Truck

A fire started on some grassland near a farm. The county
fire department was called to put out the fire. The fire was
more than the county fire department could handle. Someone
suggested that a nearby volunteer bunch be called.
Despite some doubt that the volunteer outfit would be of any
assistance, the call was made.
The volunteers arrived in a dilapidated old fire truck. They
rumbled straight towards the fire, drove right into the middle
of the flames and stopped! The firemen jumped off the truck
and frantically started spraying water in all directions. Soon
they had snuffed out the center of the fire, breaking the
blaze into two easily controlled parts.
Watching all this, the farmer was so impressed with the
volunteer fire department’s work and was so grateful that his
farm had been spared, that right there on the spot he
presented the volunteers with a check for $1,000. A local
news reporter asked the volunteer fire captain what the
department planned to do with the funds.
“That ought to be obvious,” he responded, wiping ashes off
his coat. “The first thing we’re gonna do is get the brakes
fixed on our fire truck!”