Mr. Beans had to spend 5-1/2 hours enduring the long lines, shroud clerks, and
insane regulations at the department of motor vehicles. After finishing off he stopped at a
toy store to pick up a gift for his son. He brought a baseball bat – and went to the counter.. “Cash or charge?” the clerk asked.

“Cash,” He said rudely. Then, apologizing for his rudeness and explained,
“I’ve spent the afternoon at the motor-vehicle bureau.”

“Shall I gift wrap the bat?” the clerk asked sweetly. “Or are you going
back there?”

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