After standing in line at the Dept. of Motor Vehicles for what felt like eons, Jim finally got to the counter.
As the clerk typed
his name and information into the computer, she said, "That's
odd."
"What's
wrong?" Jim asked.
"My computer
says you're deceased."
Surveying his
surroundings, Jim muttered, "Great. I died and went to hell."
No comments:
Post a Comment