The ticket

  1. 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 having worn tires!

    So I called him a piece of low-lifed piece of horse dung.

    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.
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  3. by   renerian
    Hehehe I saw that before......................

    renerian

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