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You know the real threat to national security is fire ants.
When filling out a job application and asked to explain previous convictions, you simply write "google me".
You've ever told a department store clerk you were looking for 'Ann Wright' pants.
You have a favorite patch of cement in front of the White House.
You've ever posed for a photo with your arresting officer. Your wardrobe includes both suits and tie-dye.
Sharing a pizza with a Veteran, a reformed Republican, a communist, a hippie, two democrats and a Nader person is just 'business as usual'.
Your budget categories include rent, electric, poster board and sharpies.
You know exactly how many buttons will make it through a metal detector.
You know exactly how many people can sleep in your house (including the bath tub).
You met your best contact on a jail bench.
You realize the phrase, "A Priest, a Rabbi and a Baptist Minister walk into a tent" isn't necessarily the beginning of a joke.
You've ever cheered the arrival of porta-potties.
You've ever declined a job or social engagement because you hoped to be in jail that week.
You've ever wagged your finger and told an elected official, "Oh, NO you did NOT!"
You've ever flunked your company drug test due to second-hand smoke.
You've ever checked the bumper stickers and fuel efficiency of a new acquaintance's car before answering the question, "So, what do you do for fun?"
You don't even apply for jobs that require a security clearance.
You get giddy with excitement when they allow you to board the plane.
Your mother ends every phone call with, "Try not to get killed."
Your bail bondsman is higher on your speed dial list than your significant other.
You've ever written a fan letter to John Conyers or Hugo Chavez.
You've ever had your butt kicked because of a t-shirt.or been asked to turn it inside out before boarding the plane.
You don't really trust anyone who's never been in jail or pooped in a bucket.
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