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 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 Nazi. He glared at me and started
writing another ticket for my having worn tires! So I called him a piece
of horse s**t. He finished the second ticket and put it on the
wind shield 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
give a damn. My car was parked around the corner. . . . .
I try to have a little fun each day. It's important.