Eighty Five in a Thirty

I have to go to traffic court today.   I got caught in that speed trap coming off Sunrise Highway onto Montauk Highway.  Bastards.   Last time, in the Mini Cooper, I had to do community service in the old age home in Southampton.   When I spoke to the lady at the home I was excited.  I said, "Great.  I've got a guitar. I know lots of songs. I think I'll be a real asset."  She asked if my guitar was waterproof.   That's because my actual job was in the kitchen, washing dishes.