I love the story of the grumbling motorist. "What am I supposed to do with this?" grumbled the motorist, as the police clerk handed him a receipt for his traffic ticket.
"Keep it," the clerk said, "When you get four of them, you get a bicycle."
I love the story of the grumbling motorist. "What am I supposed to do with this?" grumbled the motorist, as the police clerk handed him a receipt for his traffic ticket.
"Keep it," the clerk said, "When you get four of them, you get a bicycle."
