warpaint
Well-known member
>> Georgia State Trooper pulled a car over on I-95 about 2 miles
> > >> >> south of the Georgia/South Carolina state line. When the Trooper
> >asked
> > >> >> the driver why he was speeding, the driver answered that he was
> a
> > >> >> magician and a juggler and he was on his way to Savannah to do a
> >show
> > >> >> that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want to be late.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and
> > >> >> if the driver would do a little juggling for him then he
> wouldn't
> >give
> > >> >> him a ticket.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his
> > >> >> equipment on ahead and didn't have anything to juggle.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his
> > >> >> patrol car and asked if he could juggle them. The juggler stated
> >that
> > >> >> he could, so the Trooper got three flares, lit them and handed
> them
> >to
> > >> >> the juggler.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind
> > >> >> the patrol car.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> A drunk, good old boy, from S.C., got out and watched the
> > >> >> performance briefly. He then went over to the patrol car, opened
> >the
> > >> >> rear door and got in. The Trooper observed him doing this and
> went
> > >> >> over
> > >> >> to the patrol car, opened the door and asked the drunk what he
> >thought
> > >> >> he was doing.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The drunk replied, "You might as well take my be nice to jail, cause
> > >> >> there's no way in hell I can pass that test.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >> south of the Georgia/South Carolina state line. When the Trooper
> >asked
> > >> >> the driver why he was speeding, the driver answered that he was
> a
> > >> >> magician and a juggler and he was on his way to Savannah to do a
> >show
> > >> >> that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want to be late.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and
> > >> >> if the driver would do a little juggling for him then he
> wouldn't
> >give
> > >> >> him a ticket.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his
> > >> >> equipment on ahead and didn't have anything to juggle.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his
> > >> >> patrol car and asked if he could juggle them. The juggler stated
> >that
> > >> >> he could, so the Trooper got three flares, lit them and handed
> them
> >to
> > >> >> the juggler.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind
> > >> >> the patrol car.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> A drunk, good old boy, from S.C., got out and watched the
> > >> >> performance briefly. He then went over to the patrol car, opened
> >the
> > >> >> rear door and got in. The Trooper observed him doing this and
> went
> > >> >> over
> > >> >> to the patrol car, opened the door and asked the drunk what he
> >thought
> > >> >> he was doing.
> > >> >>
> > >> >> The drunk replied, "You might as well take my be nice to jail, cause
> > >> >> there's no way in hell I can pass that test.
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
> > >> >>
