" I'm sorry Officer...I am trying...here is my stack of papers for the DMV."-see foot high stack of papers.
* practicing.* hmm..not sad enough.*
" Sir, I am so very sorry, I don't normally do things like this...please?"
* still not good enough*
" Dear Kindly Sergeant Krupty, Ya gotta understand, it's just my bringing uppty that gets me out of hand....lalala"
* that will get me locked up in the pokey*
tears...sniffing..(fuming in reality) "Please sir..please?"
*argh! oh well...*
I surrender. Puts Hands out for the cuffs. Waiting for my bread and water. Bureaucracy..ya just gotta love it. And somebody please tell me why an 'electronic transfer of title' has to be mailed through the U.S. Post office?
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Glad that I don't have to sneak a file into a cake and deliver it to you in the pokey!
Love, Mel
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