So today on 2022-08-018 Thursday I was in Metro Transit from the lake to Burger King, where I got off the bus and met a guy holding a cardboard sign, "
Help a Vet". I offered him a Lucky Dollar" and I said, "Which military were you in?" He responded, "I was in the Air Force," to which Yours Truly Mentifex replied, "I was in the Army." Then I looked up and I saw that stopping to help the guy made me miss my chance to cross the highway. So I waited a full cycle, walked over and saw a BMW in the lot of an automobile brokerage. I walked in and asked the reception Bloke if they dealt in BMW cars. The Bloke was summoning some one to talk with me about buying a BMW, when I said, "I want to have a BMW key fob." The Bloke said that they do not deal in auto parts, and I would need to go to a dealership. I explained to him that I needed a BMW key-fob to lay out on the table in front of me at the daily coffee shop, so that Rubes passing by would think that a I had a BMW waiting for me out in the parking lot. "Follow me," said the Bloke, and he led me into a small sales-room where he took out a cardboard box and said, "I have so many broken keys that I don't know what to do with them." Out of fifty or sixty luxury key-fobs, he gave me four. One is a very plain BMW fob with the part-blue symbol. Another is a really fancy BMW fob of gleaming metal. The third is a Mercedes key-fob. Finally, my other car is an Alfa Romeo. I may have to go back and get three more fobs so that I can look like a guy who drives a different luxury car seven days a week.
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