The Ticket
I talked crap @ 5:12 p.m. on Wednesday, Feb. 26, 2003

I'm not in the mood to really make an entry but I did find this really funny story/joke thing, here it is, check it out ;;;;

I went to the store the other day, and I was in there for only about 5 minutes. When I came out there was a 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 Nazi. He glared at me and started writing another ticket for worn tires! So I called him a piece of horse s**t. He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket! This went on for about 20 minutes... the more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. I didn't care. My car was parked around the corner. I try to have a little fun each day. It's important.

So yeah I thought that was pretty humorus, so I thought I'd put it in here. Give ya'll pranksters an idea. I'm tempted. But that'd be hella mean.

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