So, my family had a big dinner out last night at "Go Fish" in Cherry Creek (for those in Denver), and I parked on the street out front, instead of the parking lot out back, but I digress. My father came into the restaurant after I had been there a few minutes and tells me that someone was standing behind my car, writing down my license plate number. Not in uniform, and yes I paid the meter. I think my father's words were: "Probably some damn hippie posting all the Hummer license plates on the interent."
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