I got a ticket at Taco Bell once. It was on Capital Hill in Seattle, and I went across the street to Vivace coffee. And then I ran into Kevin Newell, he was ALWAYS in there diggin the ladies. Though, the ladies were diggin me that morning, I got told by a hot gal that my sweater looked amazing on me. When my coffee was being prepared I was checking out the book shelf and decided to take the "Yosemite Big Walls" book. When I went across the street, I gotta fatty $65 ticket. It's okay, I didn't pay it, I just sold the piece of crap car instead.
Serf Kathleen