Escaping a speeding ticket…like a boss


I don’t think I told you all how fucking rad (word says this is not a proper word, damn you Microsoft for not being ‘hip’) I am in avoiding a speeding ticket that I so rightfully deserved? Well no I haven’t, but let me tell you right now!

So after the show last Saturday at Hansen’s I had to be at work at midnight, and I was late (but we will get there later). So I left Hansen’s after we played to take the van home around 11:30, parked the van, grabbed my shit then left for work in my car. On Kitsap way by the Cemetery I passed a cop doing about 65mph, well the cop who was facing the other direction pulled out behind me and followed me (yes I had slowed down once I saw the cop).

Well this lovely officer followed me to light, as I turned and then to the turn into Bremerton Bowl, at which time a car turned in behind me in front of the police officer and the cop pulled THIS person over as I Wisk-fully drove off and parked for work laughing all the way.

I can just imagine the conversation they where having

“Going a little fast there?”
“I didn’t think so officer”
“I clocked you at 65mph n a 35 zone son, that’s quite a hefty ticket there you know”
“what? I wasn’t going that fast! I couldn’t have been I was turning!”
“son, don’t argue with me, I know what I’m talking about, now if you could just take this breathalyzer test for me“
*ZIP*
“bmmut smmmrrr, immm smmmeaammrrr Immm wmmmmaasssmnnntt dmmmivvvimmmmm tmmaaammmttthhh fammmssstt”
“no talking with yer mouth full, boy”
“ymmesssh smmmrrrr”

Oh lark, I love me.

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