Another joke, for those drivers who remember what it's like to get a ticket.
Yesterday I was at the local Wal-Mart. I was only in there for about 5 minutes and, when I came out, a Motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket.
So, I went to him and said: "Come on Buddy, how about giving a guy a break?"
He simply ignored me and continued writing the ticket.
So, I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. He then glared at me and started writing another ticket for having bald tires!
So, I called him a sorry excuse for a human being. He then finished the second ticket and put it on the car with the first. Then he started to write a third ticket!
This went on for about 25 minutes ... the more I abused and hurled insults at him, the more tickets he wrote. But hey, I didn't care, as my car was parked around the corner.