Don't F' with me or I'll write you a letter

Three cheers for more me! I can proudly say I gave the man a good sticking today. By ‘man’ I’m referring to the city of Beverly Hills and by ‘sticking’ I mean writing my way out of a $40 ticket.
For the cost of a $.39 stamp and 25 minutes of my currently worthless time, I went from fugitive to model citizen. If law school is about sticking it to everyone on a grand scale I can't wait. The thought of never having to admit fault is intoxicating. I sleep tonight, perchance to dream, relishing in the that fact I'll never be in the wrong again.

3 more days till the ‘W’