The big-rig driver stopped to pick up a girl hitchhiker who was wearing very short shorts. "What's your name, mister?" she inquired, after she climbed up into the truck. "It's Snow -- Roy Snow," he answered, "and yours?" "Me, I'm June Hansen," she said. "Hey, why do you keep sizing me up with those sidelong glances ? "she challenged the trucker a few miles down the road. "Oh, I was just thinking' what it might be like, "he drawled, "having eight inches of Snow in June?"