Open letter to the hot Henderson cop who pulled me over...
Sorry I was doing 67 in a 50. But thanks for letting me go.
"Slow it down" was a nice touch, by the way.
"Slow it down" was a nice touch, by the way.
Labels: my special stupidity, open letter, police
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I had that happen to me, too. My incident was with a state trooper ... who was quite delicious. Maybe the hot ones are the cops who will always let you go with a warning.
"Please, officer, you're so pretty. Can I just have a warning?"
"OK, little lady. Slow it down out there. You could get hurt."
*siiiiiiiiiigh*
Yep, that's almost exactly how it went down. Only I didn't tell him he was pretty or ask for anything; I just smiled a lot and acted sheepish because I'd gotten caught hot-rodding. He could barely mask him own grin at my ridiculousness.
I think it helped that I had all my info -- license, registration and proof of insurance -- and he didn't have to ask. I just handed it over and hung my head in shame.
Plus I told him I was going to visit my parents. Surely that weighs heavily on a country boy's heart.
"Surely that weighs heavily on a country boy's heart."
That is awesome.
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