You sound like you just got out of rehab.
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I slowed down for a car on the side of the road. Figured they might need help with a flat tire and I had nothing better to do at that time of night. It was a cop with his dome light on... fuaker pulled me over for speeding!
I was like.... WTF and I was going to help you change your flat tire??? I told, look I have absolutely nothing to do tonight... and I'm absolutely NOT in a hurry. Actually I'm bored out of my freakin' mind.
It took 15 minutes to talk my way out of that ticket. He kept lowering my speed the more I argued. Got down to 2 mph over. I finally told him, write me the damn ticket and I'll tell the judge I was stopping cause I thought your car was broke down and that you were OUTSIDE the city limits (which he was) and the fuaking speed limit is 55 here, not 35. I turned around and pointed to the BACK side of the speed limit sign.
Come to find out there was another cop in the car.... so I probably got the rookie on his training night.
I've got stories like you wouldn't believe. I've been pulled over 15 times since I was 16.... one ticket so far (and it was for speeding in a fuaking Ford Festiva!).
