I went to the mall on Saturday, and I was in there for only about 5
minutes.  When I came out there was a damn Metro cop writing a parking
ticket.

So I went up to him and said, "Come on, sugar..., how about giving a
girl a break?" He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I
called him a pencil-necked member of the Boerebond. He glared at me and
started writing another ticket for having worn tyres! So I called him a
verkrampte piece of horse-sh*t. He finished the second ticket and put it
on the windscreen with the first. Then he started writing a third
ticket, for the cracked windscreen! This went on for about 20 minutes.

The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. "Vetgat" I screamed
at him. Yet another ticket. "Vetgat with a boep-pens!" I shouted again.
His hand wrote furiously as his neck went a deeper shade of purple and
his blood pressure mounted and his breathing got heavier.

I then walked off as my bus arrived....

I try to have a little fun each day. It's very important.