Fingerprinting . . . Again

Okay, I got my prints done . . . again. Went down to my hometown and got my homies there to do it. Seriously, I should not have said that. I promise never to use the words homies in a blog post again. Anyway, I had the prints completed in my hometown. If I do say so myself I think they are pretty darn legible. I've also called the FBI three times in the past 24 hours. Yep that's right, I keep calling and harassing asking them questions. Tonight I called and asked exactly what was wrong with my prints. They informed me that they were illegible. For the love of all that's good and holy would someone please explain that to me? So now the FBI has issued a restraining order against me. I'm sure continual harassment is the best way to get my criminal background check returned in a timely and accurate manner. Patrick has told me I'm not allowed to call the FBI anymore. Apparently, "normal people don't do stuff like that". Uhhh, who ever said I was normal?

Anyway, I'm praying that they accept them this time. I've included a (pretty blurry) picture of my prints below. I cropped off my full name, address, and social security number. Didn't think it would be super smart to post all of my personal info for all of the world to see.

That's about all I have to say tonight so peace out my homies . . .  Okay, I promise that from this point on I'll keep my promise to never say homies again (and this time I'm not lying).