What About My Civil Rights?!
Bartender: Sorry, I'll need your drivers license.
Scruffy Kid: ...eh?
Bartender: I need a drivers license, I can't take this.
Scruffy Kid: I don't drive.
Bartender: Or a passport.
Scruffy Kid: I don't travel either okay, this is all I have.
Bartender: Sorry, can't serve you then.
Scruffy Kid: Don't you find it at all ironic that only those who drive or fly can drink? I won't stand for this irony. This is descrimiation, you know?
Bartender: Look, these don't exist yet. See that calendar? It says 2005 not 2008 okay wiseguy? So take your fake ID to someone who gives a shit.
Where: Bradley’s Spanish Bar
Overheard by: Johnny Walker, straight