I think we all pretty much know the Statue of Liberty's inscription. It's the poem by Emma Lazarus. It reads:
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.
I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
If you add, "bad hair", then everyone could be found at the DMV today.
It's 3 hours of my life I'll never get back.
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ha! time lost at the DMV, added up over millions of people, throughout the past 100 years. . . could probably (fill in the blank). . .
fill up a season of Lost...
ha ha ha- so perfect that I read this today! I was at the DMV today and I called Warren and said- "I would seriously try to harm myself if I had to work here" I was soo depressed :( and what is with the rif raff that it brings in? Oh my goodness- I really thought that any moment someone would come in and say you are on candid camera and og the faces I am sure they would catch of me on video~scary!
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