(Me at the police station eying a police line up of yogurt containers.)
Police Officer: OK, take your time. Make sure you get a good look.
Me: Yep, I'm sure of it. That's the one that assaulted me. I had to change my shirt and my pants.
Police Officer: Which one?
Me: My blue checkered one. And it was ironed!
Police: No, which yogurt?
Me: That blueberry one, except he was wearing a pink lid at the time.
Police Officer: Then how can you be sure that it was him?
Me: I remember the copyright tattoo right above that pink flower there.
Police Officer: Hmm. (Then into the intercom.) OK, we're done here. Keep the blueberry one for questioning.
(The yogurts slowly file out.)
1 comment:
I can't tell you how many times that has happened to me!
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