NFB Got a ticket
We all need to laugh. Let me tell you what happened to me last night.
I was driving my leased 2004 Caprice (w/ 300hp motor). First of all I got pulled over by a Kuwaiti cop . His English was about as good as my Arabic. I lowered the window and handed him the registration. He said "need license" I handed him several other forms of ID which included my Florida Drivers License. He said "No! Kuwaiti License" I said, "No Kuwaiti License". I though we were about to start playing, “Who's on First”, but he caught on and took the papers to his SUV to write a ticket.
I don't know if he wrote me a ticket for driving without a license or for having tinted windows. I can't read Arabic. Anyhow he pointed to a little box on the ticket and said "Sign here".
I said "What?" He said "I don't know". So I wrote "I don't know" in the signature block and he gave me my copy.
OK, I wasn't too bummed by this experience to interrupt my trip to Pizza Hut, where I ordered a large, super supreme (deep dish crust). When the pizza came, I do what I normally do, which is to sprinkle red pepper on the first slice.
I was hungry from not eating all day so I inhaled the first piece. Holy XXXXX!. AGGHHHH, YEOOOOW COUGHING. I inhaled red pepper powder off the top of the slice. I am coughing. I am blowing chucks of half-masticated pizza across the table. My eyes are streaming tears, snot is bubbling out my nose. I feel red pepper powder come out of my lungs and burn my throat a second time. I am still coughing; the waiter is standing by the phone ready to call 777 (like 911) for an ambulance. This is worse than CS. I ask for more napkins and wipe my face and blow my nose. Some Arabs are looking at me like WTF?
I said "Good pizza!" and finished the pie.
Next time, its delivery for me!
Bob
I was driving my leased 2004 Caprice (w/ 300hp motor). First of all I got pulled over by a Kuwaiti cop . His English was about as good as my Arabic. I lowered the window and handed him the registration. He said "need license" I handed him several other forms of ID which included my Florida Drivers License. He said "No! Kuwaiti License" I said, "No Kuwaiti License". I though we were about to start playing, “Who's on First”, but he caught on and took the papers to his SUV to write a ticket.
I don't know if he wrote me a ticket for driving without a license or for having tinted windows. I can't read Arabic. Anyhow he pointed to a little box on the ticket and said "Sign here".
I said "What?" He said "I don't know". So I wrote "I don't know" in the signature block and he gave me my copy.
OK, I wasn't too bummed by this experience to interrupt my trip to Pizza Hut, where I ordered a large, super supreme (deep dish crust). When the pizza came, I do what I normally do, which is to sprinkle red pepper on the first slice.
I was hungry from not eating all day so I inhaled the first piece. Holy XXXXX!. AGGHHHH, YEOOOOW COUGHING. I inhaled red pepper powder off the top of the slice. I am coughing. I am blowing chucks of half-masticated pizza across the table. My eyes are streaming tears, snot is bubbling out my nose. I feel red pepper powder come out of my lungs and burn my throat a second time. I am still coughing; the waiter is standing by the phone ready to call 777 (like 911) for an ambulance. This is worse than CS. I ask for more napkins and wipe my face and blow my nose. Some Arabs are looking at me like WTF?
I said "Good pizza!" and finished the pie.
Next time, its delivery for me!
Bob
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