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The title of this story is, The Parking Ticket.
I went to Walmart today, and I was there for literally only 5 minutes.
When I came out there was a state trooper writing a parking ticket for being in a handicap spot.
So I went up to him and said, “Come on, buddy how about giving a guy a break?”
He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I called him a pencil-necked cop.
He glared at me and started writing another ticket for worn tires!
So I then asked him if his psychiatrist makes him lie face down on the couch cause he’s so ugly.
He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first.
Then he started writing a third ticket!
This went on until he had placed 5 tickets on the windshield… the more I insulted him, the more tickets he wrote.
Heck I didn’t care.
My car was parked around the corner!