A man had a bit too much alcohol at a party and decided to drive home anyway. On the way, a state trooper pulled him over.
After failing the sobriety test — he couldn’t walk a straight line, let alone drive one — the officer wrote him a ticket. Just as he handed it over, a crash in the opposite lane grabbed his attention, and he rushed off to handle the emergency.
Assuming the officer wouldn’t return, the man quietly drove home and went to bed.
The next morning, loud knocking woke him up. Two state troopers stood at his door.
“Are you Mr. Johnson?” they asked.
“Yes,” he replied nervously.
“Were you pulled over on Main Street last night for driving under the influence?”
“Yes,” he admitted again.
“And what did you do after that?” they continued.
“I drove home and went to bed,” he answered.
“Where is your car now?”
“In my garage.”
“May we see it?”
“Of course,” he said, leading them to the garage and opening the door.
Inside… was the state trooper’s car. 🚔
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