Postal Po Po...What you Gonna Do When They Come for You?

We felt so silly the other day*!

On our commute home, the bulky sight of a light topped car made us fling down our cell phone, swing our left leg down off its perch on the dashboard and hastily assume the position of 10 and 2.

We felt exposed and tricked as we rolled by said light topped car and saw the words POSTAL POLICE inked on the side! We immediately propped our left leg back atop the dashboard, resumed flirt-texting and returned to the familiar comfort of steering around Wilshire with our right knee*.

Then we unexpectadly started shaking with non-fake laughter as we thought "What the F is a Postal Police?!"

And then that question provoked several more, such as, "Do they get a gun?", "How much au-thor-i-tay do they have?", Can they write you a ticket if you forget your return address label?", and who can forget the classic, "Can they demand a strip search if you issue an incorrect amount of postage?

Citizens of LA will sleep much soundly tonight, knowing that the streets are being patrolled by the dedicated individuals of...The Postal Police force!



*We embraced it.  It was a nice change from feeling just plain stupid after the whole tax debacle!
*You're no one in LA until you can drive both offensively and defensively with your right knee!

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