Wonko the Sane
Well-known member
[SIZE=10pt]> >TinkerBell gets pulls over for speeding
>
>TinkerBell: Is there a problem, Officer?[/SIZE]
>
> Traffic Cop: Yes ma'am, I'm afraid you were speeding.
>
>TinkerBell: Oh, I see.
>
> Traffic Cop: Can I see your license please?
>
>TinkerBell: Well, I would give it to you but I don't have one.
>
> Traffic Cop: Don't have one?
>
>TinkerBell: No. I lost it 4 years ago for drunk driving.
>
> Traffic Cop: I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.
>
>TinkerBell: I can't do that.
>
> Traffic Cop: Why not?
>
>TinkerBell: I stole this car.
>
> Traffic Cop: Stole it?
>
>TinkerBell: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.
>
> Traffic Cop: You what!?
>
>TinkerBell: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you
> want to see
>
> The traffic cop looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car
> while calling for back up.
> Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly
> approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.
>
> Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! >TinkerBell steps out of her vehicle.
>
>TinkerBell: Is there a problem sir?
>
> Officer 2: My colleague here tells me that you have stolen this car
> and murdered the owner.
>
>TinkerBell: Murdered the owner? Are you serious?!
>
> Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.
>
> >TinkerBell opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
>
> Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am?
>
>TinkerBell: Yes, here are the registration papers. The traffic cop
> is quite stunned.
>
> Officer 2: My colleague claims that you do not have a driving license.
>
>TinkerBell digs into her gunbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands
> it to the officer.
>
> The officer examines the license quizzically.
>
> Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, but I am puzzled, as I was told by my
> officer here that you didn't have a license, that you stole this car,
> and that you murdered and hacked up the owner!
>
>TinkerBell: Bet the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too.
>
>TinkerBell: Is there a problem, Officer?[/SIZE]
>
> Traffic Cop: Yes ma'am, I'm afraid you were speeding.
>
>TinkerBell: Oh, I see.
>
> Traffic Cop: Can I see your license please?
>
>TinkerBell: Well, I would give it to you but I don't have one.
>
> Traffic Cop: Don't have one?
>
>TinkerBell: No. I lost it 4 years ago for drunk driving.
>
> Traffic Cop: I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.
>
>TinkerBell: I can't do that.
>
> Traffic Cop: Why not?
>
>TinkerBell: I stole this car.
>
> Traffic Cop: Stole it?
>
>TinkerBell: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.
>
> Traffic Cop: You what!?
>
>TinkerBell: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you
> want to see
>
> The traffic cop looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car
> while calling for back up.
> Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly
> approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.
>
> Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! >TinkerBell steps out of her vehicle.
>
>TinkerBell: Is there a problem sir?
>
> Officer 2: My colleague here tells me that you have stolen this car
> and murdered the owner.
>
>TinkerBell: Murdered the owner? Are you serious?!
>
> Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.
>
> >TinkerBell opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
>
> Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am?
>
>TinkerBell: Yes, here are the registration papers. The traffic cop
> is quite stunned.
>
> Officer 2: My colleague claims that you do not have a driving license.
>
>TinkerBell digs into her gunbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands
> it to the officer.
>
> The officer examines the license quizzically.
>
> Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, but I am puzzled, as I was told by my
> officer here that you didn't have a license, that you stole this car,
> and that you murdered and hacked up the owner!
>
>TinkerBell: Bet the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too.
