My Car (G)

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 gal 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 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 give a damn.

My car was parked around the corner.
I try to have a little fun each day.
It's important.