A driver is pulled over by a patrolman. The patrolman approaches the drivers door.
‘Is there a problem officer?’
The patrolman says, ‘Sir, you were speeding. Can I see your license please?’
The driver responds, ‘I’d give it to you, but I don’t have one.’
‘You don’t have one?’
The man responds, ‘It was suspended four times for drunk driving.’
The patrolman is shocked. ‘I see. May I see your vehicle registration papers please?’
‘I’m sorry, I can’t do that.’
The patrolman says, ‘Why not?’
‘I stole this car.’
The officer says, ‘Stole it?’
The man says, ‘Yes, and I killed the owner.’
At this point the officer is getting suspicious. ‘You what?’
‘She’s in the trunk if you want to take a look.’
The patrolman looks at the man and slowly backs away to his vehicle and calls for backup. Within minutes, five police cars show up, surrounding the car. A supervisor slowly approaches the car, clasping his half-drawn gun.
The supervisor says, ‘Sir, would you step out of your vehicle please!’
The man steps out of his vehicle. ‘Is there a problem officer?’
‘One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.’
‘Murdered the owner?’
The supervisor responds, ‘Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car please?’
The man opens the truck, revealing nothing but a spare tire and tools.
The supervisor says, ‘Is this your car, sir?’
The man says, ‘Yes’ and hands over the registration papers.
The supervisor, understandably, is quite stunned. ‘One of my patrolmen claims that you do not have a driving license.’
The man digs in his pocket revealing a wallet, removes his license and hands it to the supervisor. The supervisor examines the man’s license. He looks quite puzzled. ‘Thank you, sir. One of my patrolmen told me you didn’t have a license, stole this car and murdered the owner.’
The man replies, ‘I’ll just bet you that lying flatfoot told you I was speeding, too!’