Second funny experience with police. No ticket, but...

One Christmas day I was helping my dad and grandfather who were members of the local ELKs. I was designated driver for the day. Our mission was to visit local hopsitals and spread some Christmas Cheer(You guys should do this sometime, it is good for your soul, but tough on emotions).

What I didn't realize is that my dad and grandfather were in the local ELK's Clown team. So here I am driving around town on a beautiful sunny Christmas morning in a station wagon full of real clowns, I was the only "normal" one in the car. We got some real interesting looks from other cars full of people.

Well as we were getting near the hospital, we had a police cruiser pass us and then suddenly slow down to pace us. The look on the officer's faces was priceless, I don't think could figure us out at first. A car full of clowns all waving at the local PD, what a sight. Who could complain? I think we made their day.

Merry Christmas

Jim Henderson

 

Yep, I got one of them stories. I live in a town in northeastern Massachusetts - Reading. The cops in Reading are known pretty much all throughout the surrounding towns, even as far as an hour in all directions, for being "**** cops". Basically to say if you are non-caucasian, driving through the town, especially at night, even if you are following every law to the T, you will be pulled over. Anyhow, just a prep to show you all how much these guys are jerks. In any case, at the time of my ticket, I was 19, (I am caucasian btw), driving my 1999 deep shiny red F-150 XLT with dual exhaust at 12:30am or so. I came into the center of town, and I was feeling frisky, to stir up trouble. So I decide to take a right onto the main street. Light turns green, I floor it with the brake pedal pushed down, smoke the tires for a second, then let go of the brake and rip the turn, fishtailing like crazy! Hehe. in any case, there was a cop RIGHT THERE in the parking lot on the corner. Lights go on, sirens, I take him for a quick jaunt about 1/8th mile up the road, then pull over. I wasn't speeding at all, kept it under 40 the whole time. He gets out, walks up to my truck, says "What the (explicitive) is your problem pal?! You got some kinda brain disfunction?!" I just said, "No sir, I didn't mean to spin the tires at all, but there was a pothole there my tires must have skipped on and squealed". He takes my liscense and registration, comes back 10 minutes later, and hands me a warning and says, "Don't let it happen again, now go home". Well, a few days go by, and I was back at the intersection, and sure enough, there had been a small pothole there, wasn't lying about that, but in anycase, the pothole has been filled in! I love messin with those jerks! Hehe

Ryan

 

I'm trying to forget about my waisted 78 dollars, but i can't help but think where can someone have fun these days? You can't go to the track unless you are loaded with cash and have a special license and usually a race car (it'd be useless for me to try and race a 6 cylinder f-150 in stock trim) but i'd still like to do some burn outs or go offroading or somehting, but everything is private property and you can't do a burnout on the road......