Traffic Ticket


When I woke up this morning, I saw that it was a beautiful day outside. I decided to go for a drive in my car.

Hello car. I have yet to give my car a name – any ideas?

I got in my car and buckled up.

I drove here.

And I drove there. I remembered the time that Sandy visited me and drove my car.

Suddenly, I heard some sirens and saw flashing lights. I looked in the sideview mirror.

I was being pulled over!

“Hello there, officer,” I said.

“Hello citizen,” he replied. “May I please see your driver’s license and registration?”

I handed him my documents.

“Hmm… okay… I see,” he said. “Do you know how fast you were going in this speed zone?”

“Uh, 5 miles per hour, I think,” I answered.

“Yes, that’s right. You were going 5 miles per hour,” he said.

“Is something wrong?” I asked.

“Well, it looks like I will have to write you a ticket,” the police officer said.

“But I wasn’t speeding. I even graduated from Slow Poke Driving School,” I insisted.

“I’m not giving you a speeding ticket,” he said. “I’m giving you a slowing ticket… for going too slowly!”

Slowing tickets? Has anyone heard of these before?



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