Wednesday, February 9, 2011


I'm fairly certain Jabba the Hutt "helped" me at the DMV today.

While there was a "woman" with braids in her hair nearby, she was no Carrie Fisher,

so I wasn't too worried that I had transported into a 20 year old George Lucas film.  But Jabba was so rude and 

robotic, that I wanted to stab him with my Bic. 

I won't go into the details.  Too soon, too raw.

1 comment:

  1. I swear anyone that works for a government office is trained to be rude. I truly believe that is part of the requirements for being hired, "must have no criminal record, must be a raging douche bag, must smell of stale coffee and cigarette smoke..."