I went to the store the other day. I was only in there for about 5 minutes and when I came out, there was a damn motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. So I went up to him and said, "Come on, buddy! How about giving a guy a break?" He ignored me, and continued writing the ticket.

So I called him a pencil necked moron. He glared at me, and started writing another ticket for having bald tires!! So I called him a son of a mutant pig. He finished the second ticket, and put it on the car with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket!! This went on for about 20 minutes, and the more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. I didn't care. My car was parked around the corner.

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