"When you obtain your number, in line, at
the DMV office, you will know your true worth." -- Deepak, Jr.
And
it really doesn’t matter which number you get stuck with; you are still scum of
the earth, inconsequential, meaningless, just another rat waiting for its food
pellet. Do rich folk have private DMV
offices? Can they just walk in and up to
the counter, leaving their limo running, outside? Do they get a glass of wine while they’re
waiting? I’ve never seen a rich person
in a DMV office. Most of the folks look
like they don’t even know how to comb their hair, much less drive a dangerous
machine down the highway. I was thinking
about purchasing one of those “vanity” plates -- DMV SKS -- but didn’t think I
could get it by the censors. But, then,
remembered who I am and what I stand for.
So, instead, I just stole some pencils.
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