bq. I’ve been to hell. I spell it…I spell it DMV.
Anyone that’s been there knows precisely what I mean.
Stood there and I’ve waited, and choked back the urge to scream.
And if I had my druthers, I’d screw a chimpanzee.
Well, OK, really, it wasn’t that bad. I got my license renewed in about 20 minutes from start to finish.
Really, the only bad bit was the realization that the next time I get my license renewed I’ll be *40*.
