Driving along the interstate, 65mph speed limit, was doing 70'ish.. as i come up to my exit, it's a long straight ramp, prob good 1/4 mile till you get to the street. At the end of the ramp, i pass by a state trooper sitting behind a sign.
Lights immediately go on, cop says do you know how fast you were going, i say, 43 or 44.. as the end of the ramp, town speed limit is 45, there is a sign right there.
Cop said i clock you at 70 at the top of the ram, and 55 at the bottom of the ramp.. so he takes my info and comes back in a few.. says, i don't see any tickets in a long time.
I'm doing my best b.s. to get out of it when a brown car, i think it was a Camaro passed the cop with music blasting and i see from the corner of my eye, an arm extend out the window and something flying.
A few seconds later, the cop was hit on the arm with a chocolate shake.. and the other arm had my license, registration and insurance.
I didn't say a thing at that point.. but the cop just said mother-fucker, turned to me as he handed me my paperwork and said you can go, I want them.
Tried to catch up to the brown car to see some major ass kicking, but there was so much traffic, it took me forever to get there.
So next time you need out of ticket, a chocolate shake seems to do the trick
Lights immediately go on, cop says do you know how fast you were going, i say, 43 or 44.. as the end of the ramp, town speed limit is 45, there is a sign right there.
Cop said i clock you at 70 at the top of the ram, and 55 at the bottom of the ramp.. so he takes my info and comes back in a few.. says, i don't see any tickets in a long time.
I'm doing my best b.s. to get out of it when a brown car, i think it was a Camaro passed the cop with music blasting and i see from the corner of my eye, an arm extend out the window and something flying.
A few seconds later, the cop was hit on the arm with a chocolate shake.. and the other arm had my license, registration and insurance.
I didn't say a thing at that point.. but the cop just said mother-fucker, turned to me as he handed me my paperwork and said you can go, I want them.
Tried to catch up to the brown car to see some major ass kicking, but there was so much traffic, it took me forever to get there.
So next time you need out of ticket, a chocolate shake seems to do the trick
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