Out Of Line… Or Brilliant?
A driver gets pulled over by a police officer. The officer walks up to the window and says,
“Good afternoon, sir. Do you know why I stopped you?”
The driver says, “Was I speeding again?”
“Afraid so. May I see your license, please?”
“I’d give it to you,” the man replies, “but I lost it... several times. Let’s just say I wasn’t always great at driving responsibly.”
The officer raises an eyebrow. “I see. How about your registration?”
“Don’t have it either,” the driver says. “Because... well... the car’s not mine.”
“Not yours?”
“Nope. Borrowed it without asking. Also, the owner might be in the trunk.”
Now the officer is completely stunned. He backs away slowly and calls for backup. Within minutes, several patrol cars surround the vehicle. A senior officer approaches carefully and says:
“Sir, would you mind stepping out of the car?”
The man steps out calmly. “Is there a problem?”
“My colleague says you stole this car and that someone may be in the trunk.”
The man looks puzzled. “Really? That doesn’t sound like me.”
“Would you mind opening the trunk?”
He pops the trunk. It’s completely empty.
“Is this your car?”
“Yes, officer,” the man replies, handing over his registration.
The officer checks it, then asks, “May I see your license as well?”
The man pulls it from his wallet and hands it over.
The officer, now clearly confused, says, “Everything checks out. My colleague said you had no license, no registration, and... well, the rest.”
The driver says, “Let me guess—he also said I was speeding.”
