Cataholic
03-12-2005, 08:45 AM
--The following are actual comments heard from police car videos
around the country.
"Relax; the handcuffs are tight because they're new. They'll stretch out after you wear them awhile."
"Take your hands off the car, and I'll make your birth certificate a worthless document."
"If you run, you'll only go to jail tired."
"Can you run faster than 1,200 feet per second? In case you didn't
know, that is the average speed of a 9 mm bullet fired from my gun."
"So you don't know how fast you were going. I guess that means I can write anything I want on the ticket, huh?"
"Yes, Sir, you can talk to the shift supervisor, but I don't think
it will help. Oh .... did I mention that I am the shift supervisor?"
"Warning! You want a warning? O.K., I'm warning you not to do that
again or I'll give you another ticket."
"The answer to this last question will determine whether you are
drunk or not. Was Mickey Mouse a cat or a dog?"
"Fair? You want me to be fair? Listen, fair is a place where you go
to ride on rides, eat cotton candy, and step in monkey do-do."
"Yeah, we have a quota. Two more tickets and my wife will get a
toaster oven."
"In God we trust, all others we run through NCIC."
"Just how big were those two beers?"
"No sir we don't have quotas anymore. We used to have quotas but now we're allowed to write as many tickets as we want."
"I'm glad to hear the Chief of Police is a good personal friend of
yours. At least you know someone who can post your bail."
And the best one. . . .
"You didn't think we give pretty women tickets? You're right, we
don't. Sign here.
around the country.
"Relax; the handcuffs are tight because they're new. They'll stretch out after you wear them awhile."
"Take your hands off the car, and I'll make your birth certificate a worthless document."
"If you run, you'll only go to jail tired."
"Can you run faster than 1,200 feet per second? In case you didn't
know, that is the average speed of a 9 mm bullet fired from my gun."
"So you don't know how fast you were going. I guess that means I can write anything I want on the ticket, huh?"
"Yes, Sir, you can talk to the shift supervisor, but I don't think
it will help. Oh .... did I mention that I am the shift supervisor?"
"Warning! You want a warning? O.K., I'm warning you not to do that
again or I'll give you another ticket."
"The answer to this last question will determine whether you are
drunk or not. Was Mickey Mouse a cat or a dog?"
"Fair? You want me to be fair? Listen, fair is a place where you go
to ride on rides, eat cotton candy, and step in monkey do-do."
"Yeah, we have a quota. Two more tickets and my wife will get a
toaster oven."
"In God we trust, all others we run through NCIC."
"Just how big were those two beers?"
"No sir we don't have quotas anymore. We used to have quotas but now we're allowed to write as many tickets as we want."
"I'm glad to hear the Chief of Police is a good personal friend of
yours. At least you know someone who can post your bail."
And the best one. . . .
"You didn't think we give pretty women tickets? You're right, we
don't. Sign here.