Reverend Conehead
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What would happen if you pointed at a cops holster and yelled "GUN" as loud as you could?
I mean it wouldn't be a lie.
Probably not a good idea. LOL.
What would happen if you pointed at a cops holster and yelled "GUN" as loud as you could?
I mean it wouldn't be a lie.
Bull lives here in Big Bear, CA where I live. I see him all the time. LOL..seriously.You guys were great in the movie police academy .... you your honor, in Night Court..... where is Bull anyways?
Bet you'd prefer Markie Post.Bull lives here in Big Bear, CA where I live. I see him all the time. LOL..seriously.
No doubt, but Bull and I did have a pretty in-depth conversation one time about whether the Rueben was any good at the sandwich shop.Bet you'd prefer Markie Post.
Back when I was delivering furniture, a woman moved over into my truck while approaching a toll booth. Everyone, including the lady in the booth saw it happen and all stated it was clearly her fault. Long story short, sometime after the event, I got a call from the Massachusetts State Police, asking if I'd appear in court to testify on the investigating officer's behalf. This woman was such a ............well, she filed a complaint against the officer, claiming that he did a poor job of investigating the accident.Has anyone ever refused to stand for the judge? Your Dishonor!!!
Has anyone ever refused to stand for the judge? Your Dishonor!!!
One of my friends in college was crossing the Canadian border into Canada and the female border patrol person asked if he had anything lethal in the car. He replied in such a cheesy way by saying the only thing that are lethal are these right here (shows his bicep muscles). She wasn’t too happy, order him out of his Jeep and basically stripped it on the side of the road.Some years ago we had a check point and one of the questions was...any weapons in the car. Without missing a beat I said...just my wife.
He started laughing and told his buddy what I said.
He never did find out if I had any other weapons in the car.
Me, on I-87 racing the sun to get home at the end of a two+ week 7k mile road trip. Crest a hill and see the NYS trooper in the median. Glance down and see that I am into triple digits. With a heavy sigh I throw up my left arm signaling a right turn and began to pull over as I was going by him.Cop: Do you know how fast you were going?
Motorist:No
Cop: 90 mph
Motorist: Well I would’ve hit 100mph but you stopped me.