The Speeder and the police...
While I was "flying" down the road yesterday (i.e. 20 mph over the limit) I passed under a bridge only to find a policeman with a radar
gun on the other side laying in wait.
He pulled me over, walked up to the car, and with that classic patronizing smirk we all know and love, asked, "What's your hurry?"
To which I replied, "I'm late for work."
Oh yeah," said the policeman, "what do you do?" "I'm a rectum stretcher," I responded.
The policeman stammered, "A what? A rectum stretcher? And just what does a rectum stretcher do?"
"Well," I said, "I start by inserting one finger, then I work my way up to two fingers, then three, then four, then with my whole
hand in I work side to side until I can get both
hands in, and then I slowly but surely stretch, until it's about 6 foot wide."
"And just what the hell do you do with a 6 foot ass hole?"
To which I politely replied, "You give him a radar gun and park him behind a bridge....."
Traffic Ticket: £195.00
Court Costs: £45.00
The look on his face: Priceless
Andy
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
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posted on 14/6/05 at 06:00 PM
