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Riding Through the Desert On No Horse With A Name

Friday, January 05, 2007

Getting Pulled Over

I was on my way home from the store yesterday when I apparently didn’t stop long enough at a stop sign. I did stop completely. It was a brief stop but it was a complete stop.

The officer was trying to understand my point of view.

“Sir, I understand your perspective. It’s kinda like when you have sex with your wife. It is brief, but it does happen. Although, from her perspective, I am sure she feels like it didn’t happen at all.”

It was at that point he got back in his cruiser and drove away.

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