sebastian6

(combo gas station/taco bell/yogurt place just north of bloomington on 37. highway patrolman finished paying for his gas and walks out the door, see man walking toward him in front of the pumps.)
gerry: hello officer.
officer: hello. (begins to walk past man)
gerry: hey um...how fast does your patrol car go?
officer: pretty fast. why are you thinking of racing me (heh heh)?
gerry: well actually you see that car over there?
(points to '95 geo prizm in what looks to be fair condition)
officer: yes.
gerry: it goes 700 miles an hour.
officer: (laughs) 700 huh?
gerry: yeah. i'd like to open it up for you on the open road and show you.
officer: you go over 60 and i'll give you a ticket.
gerry: no, i mean i want to show you how fast it goes.
officer: can i see your license, sir?
(man pulls out billfold and hands license to officer)
officer: okay, i'm writing this down along with your plate number. i'm gonna tell every car to be watching for a prizm speeding up or down this road.
gerry: we can take it to a track if you know of one.
officer: i'm not interested in your damn car.
gerry: fine. but you are the only one i've told. and you could get rich from this technology.
officer: get out of here.
*fin*
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