I Am A Notary Public, And I Am Drunk With Power
Do you swear and affirm? WELL, DO YA, PUNK?!
I remember when I first became a notary public. I was young, foolish, drunk with power. I embossed everything I saw. Napkins. Magazines. Houseplants. Slices of bread. A piece of cheese. An ant. More ants. I really had a thing for ants for a while.