After spending 3-1/2 hours enduring the long lines, surly clerks and insane regulations at the Department of Motor Vehicles, I stopped at a toy store to pick up a gift for my son. I brought my selection - a baseball bat - to the cash register. "Cash or charge?" the clerk asked. "Cash," I snapped. Then apologizing for my rudeness , I explained , "I've spent the afternoon at the motor-vehicle bureau." "Shall I gift wrap the bat?" the clerk asked sweetly. "Or are you going back there?" ========== This joke was brought to you by the funnystuff mailing list at <http://www.pbbt.com>. If you would like to subscribe send a message to [EMAIL PROTECTED] or visit us on the web at <http://www.pbbt.com/mail/>.
