Today a lady backed into me while I was driving home from lunch, then sped off when I got out of my car. I jotted down her license plate on my box of pizza leftovers. When police arrived, I handed the cop the pizza box. He shook the box, then handed it to his partner and said 'can you run a 28 on this license, then make sure this gentleman gets his pizza back'. We all chuckled. MLIA.
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Life is just blah, blah, blah
You hope for blah
And sometimes you find it, but mostly it's blah
And waiting for blah
And hoping you were right about the blahs you made
And then, just when you think you've got the whole blah'd damn thing figured out
And you're surrounded by the ones you blah
Death shows up... anddd blah, blah, blah.
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