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34 lines
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This is a true story...
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I pulled out of our culldesac one sunny afternoon and turned right headed
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up a steep hill near our house. I just happened to be headed to a buddys
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house and had an 1/8 of skunk next to me in my Subaru. The Subaru has
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only got 4 cyls and I usually gun it to get up the hill. So I was going about
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40 (in a 25 residential) and I noticed a county sheriff coming down the hill
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toward me. I really didn't slow down much when I saw him because didn't
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suspect he'd have his radar gun on....but he did! and he circled around
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and turned the lights on.
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My heart really started beating fast, I was stoned and had this bud, so I
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tossed the weed down by my left foot and placed my shoe over the pot!
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(Like this is really gonna help!!)
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Anyway I rolled my window down (So the car could air out a bit} and slowed
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to a stop. I gave the sheriff my drivers license and insurance.
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He said he had me on radar going 45 miles an hour!
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He walked back to his car.
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{At this point I'll have to say I have no warrants or anything outstanding on me}
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For some reason I got out of my car (Hands visible, moving slowly} and went
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back to his car and said:
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"Sir I couldn't have been speeding, I live in that culldesac and I am
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very careful in the neighborhood..." blah blah "...By the way, since you
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said you had me on radar for 45 miles an hour, can I see the readout on
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the gun...I can't believe I was going that fast!?"
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....Silence of the sheriff....for awhile...more silence...I had said my peace...
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"Well you know", he said, "I have to push this button before this gun will
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retain the speed on the display..."
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He then commences to show me this radar gun and the various readings
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it gives and how it works...and the more he talked about it the more I
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think he realized that this radar gun was a piece of crap!!
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He ended up just giving me a warning and telling me to slowdown!
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I had visions of ending up in jail with an 1/8th of weed! |