_I was having lunch with a friend the other day. We were both a little hungover and were struggling through a couple of beers. Everything was normal until my friend reached into his chest pocket and pulled out a licence. The picture on the card looked absolutely nothing like my friend. “Who’s that?” I asked?
“I have absolutely no idea," he replied, somewhat bewildered. I inquired into the location of his own licence. While he was searching for his wallet I explained that maybe he had switched IDs with someone as joke; perhaps because they looked so very different from one another. My friend reached into the leather casing and removed his licence. Clearly there’s some other explanation.
“I have absolutely no idea," he replied, somewhat bewildered. I inquired into the location of his own licence. While he was searching for his wallet I explained that maybe he had switched IDs with someone as joke; perhaps because they looked so very different from one another. My friend reached into the leather casing and removed his licence. Clearly there’s some other explanation.