Thursday, November 20, 2008

I want to be a traffic cop when I grow up.


Because that means I can do nothing but sit in the seats under the over-sized police helmet on the corner and smoke cigs and blow my whistle whenever I feel like it. That's what the real ones do. I'm in training. Someone get me my whistle and everyone pretend that I'm more important than you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hahaha! are you kidding me!? It's like they stole that from cops and robbers carnival ride! lol love it!