After I came home from my vacation with Uncle Sam, one day I walked in to state store and picked up a couple bottles of wine. A lovely and very well endowed young Lady was behind the counter. She rang me up and asked for ID. I said that I was over 21, and came back from over seas. She however insisted on seeing my ID. Looking at it I noticed her writing something down, I asked if there was something wrong, and a sweet smile said no I just wanted your address I ll get your number later. I guess she must have forgot 
