On Saturday, as I was walking out of the Post Office after mailing some letters, I happened to see a curmudgeonly
old man senior citizen with a cane walking up the steps. As he slowly makes his way toward the building, I decided to hold the door for him. The senior citizen then looks at me . . .
Cranky Senior Citizen: [yelling] Did George Bush closed down the Post Office?!
SC: Thank God. If I ever see Bush, I'm going to cut his f**kin' throat that sonofabitch!
ME: Okay? [raising my fist] Fight the power.
SC: You goddamn right, sonny!
Ahhhh . . . you gotta love it.