1.9.07

....and Little Timmy screamed " When I grow up, I'm gonna be a State worker !!!" (or when he gets his papers...)


01.09.07
Uvieu, España

Watching the woman with the mustash
acrossed the counter
at the immigration office today...
The mustash said...
" ...Huh! look it's 1:30..."
" ...Huh! Theres a 6.86 fee... sorry...Huh. "
" ... No. That's impossible at this time."
" ...Maybe in 6 to 8 weeks. Probably more like 12 to 14. huh..."
" ...NO !. NEXT !!!! "
" ... Can't you see i'm readin da paper here...? "
I left with a definet "Maybe", reluctatly given from behind
today's" El Mundo".... Huh.

Little Timmy set up an office in a tent
built under the diningroom table.
He had a fake mustash pasted crookedly on his
normally angelic face...
and would not see anyone without an appointment...
" ...But we can get around that...huh, if you know what I mean
wink wink nudge nudge..."
Little Timmy will go far...or nowhere. Huh.


Be well todo mundo...
J.Level
( Jlevel77@yahoo.com