SO THE LADY BEHIND THE DESK ASKS ME WHERE I STAYED...I SAID THAT I DIDN'T KNOW...SHE LOOKS AT MY SHIRT THAT SAYS SOMETHING ABOUT HANGING OUT NAKED...AND ASKS ME WHAT I DID FOR A LIVING...I SAID I WAS A MINISTER...(SHE TAKES ONE MORE LOOK , JUST TO MAKE SURE SHE READ IT RIGHT THE FIRST TIME ) .
... ANYWAY...THAT IS HOW YOU GET A FREE TRIP THROUGH CUSTOMS .
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