A senior citizen
A senior citizen drove his brand new Corvette convertible out
of the Texas dealership. Taking off down the road, he floored
it to 80 mph, enjoying the wind blowing through what little hair
he had left.
Amazing, he thought as he flew down I-10 toward San Antonio,
pushing the pedal even more. Looking in his rear view mirror,
he saw the highway patrol behind him, blue lights flashing and
siren blaring.
He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. Suddenly he
thought, 'What am I doing? I'm too old for this,' and pulled over
to await the Patrolman's arrival.
Pulling in behind him, the Patrolman walked up to the Corvette,
looked at his watch and said, 'Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes.
Today is Friday. If you can give me a reason for speeding that
I've never heard before, I'll let you go.'
The old gentleman paused. Then said, 'Years ago, my wife
ran off with an Texas Highway Patrolman. I thought you were
bringing her back.'
'Have a good day, Sir,' replied the Patrolman.
of the Texas dealership. Taking off down the road, he floored
it to 80 mph, enjoying the wind blowing through what little hair
he had left.
Amazing, he thought as he flew down I-10 toward San Antonio,
pushing the pedal even more. Looking in his rear view mirror,
he saw the highway patrol behind him, blue lights flashing and
siren blaring.
He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. Suddenly he
thought, 'What am I doing? I'm too old for this,' and pulled over
to await the Patrolman's arrival.
Pulling in behind him, the Patrolman walked up to the Corvette,
looked at his watch and said, 'Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes.
Today is Friday. If you can give me a reason for speeding that
I've never heard before, I'll let you go.'
The old gentleman paused. Then said, 'Years ago, my wife
ran off with an Texas Highway Patrolman. I thought you were
bringing her back.'
'Have a good day, Sir,' replied the Patrolman.