Officer: Going a little fast back there weren’t you?
Me: I guess so.
Officer: Do you know how fast you were going?
Me: I was pushing it a bit hard, I really didn’t look down to find out.
Inner monolog: Damb ass! Whadya say that for!!!
Officers face breaks from “Man of authority” to “school boy squid”
Officer: Yeah, it looked like you had that thing laid over pretty good.
Me: (Puzzled look on my face)
Officer: I didn’t know you could ride motocross tires like that…
Short Pause
Inner monolog: What the fuck am I supposed to say to that?
Me: They’re Dunlap D606’s they are dual sport, street legal tires.
Officers face changes back to “Man of authority”
Officer: I have you clocked at 57 in the corner back there and its a 15 mile an hour zone.
Inner monolog: “Gulp” Fuck me! I’m getting a ticket!!!
Officer: You need to slow down, this is a business district there is a lot of traffic through here your going to hurt your self. I don’t want to catch you out here later this week.
He hands me my license.
Inner monolog: Sweet! No ticket! I’m a lucky fucker! Wait a minute… later this week??? Does that mean I am grounded from Opus for a week?
1 comment:
He must have thought you were cute.
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