I have a king size bed. I don't know any kings but if one ever came over I guess he'd be comfortable. "You're a king you say? Well you won't believe what I have in store for you! I matches your exact specifications!" When I was a boy, I laid in my twin size bed and wondered where my brother was.
I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughnut. I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I'll just give you the money, and you give me the doughnut... end of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I just can't imagine a scenario where I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. Some skeptical friend: "Don't even act like I didn't get that doughnut! I got the doc-u-men-tation right here... oh, wait it's at home... in the file... under 'D'... for doughnut." --Mitch Hedberg
Thanks. Currently we have a dry spell. There is no new news. No new jokes. Best course of action, pay a bill with a credit card or invest with money you don't have (leverage up) and race the clock. Stay tuned...anything can happen. And this concludes today's editorial.
Clerk must have thought you look like a cop. They get a tax deduction as "necessary occupational supplies & equipment"