Cop And The Driver

Cop and the Driver The cop was wailing his siren and got the driver to pull over. Driver said. “What’s wrong, sossifer, there’s no blood in my alcohol?” Cop furrowed in confusion and began. “License and registration, please.” Driver repeated at the same time, acting like the cop. “License and registration, puhlease.” The driver was getting on the Cop nerves, so, he began. “Mr. John, may I remind your rights....” John sang along. “La La La La, I can’t hear you!” Cop asked again. “How fast were you going just now?” John replied. “My speedometer only goes to 60mph.” Cop knew he was lying and asked. “Why were you speeding?” John answered simply. “Because I wanted to race.” Cop was speechless, then, noticed the driver was glancing at his gun. John asked. “Can I see your gun?” Cop said. “You aren’t allowed to, sir.” John said. “But, I just wanted to see if mine was bigger.” As cop was giving back the license and registration documents, John touched his hand intentionally. The cop struggled and was stunned, then, John continued. “Where you bought this cool hat?” The cop ignored him and stared at John in disbelief. John broke the silence again and stared at the cop’s name tag. It showed: Riley Jackson. John had a cool idea and pretended to be gay, while asking the cop a question. “Riley, you want to go out with me?” Riley said strictly. “NO.” When John heard him declining his date, he cried intentionally. Riley felt pity and struggled momentarily. After a moment, he said. “Yes.” John snapped up his head instantly. “Are you harassing me sexually, Mr. Officer?” Riley gulped and asked John to step out of the car. John purposely tripped and fall onto the cop. Riley was frustrated and began to push John away. John once again accused Riley. “Are you a brutal police?” Riley was writing a ticket and John glared at it. Disgustingly, he picked his nose. As Riley handed him the ticket, John asked for the officer’s pen to sign. Riley couldn’t reject it and push the pen into John’s hand, frustrated and annoyed. As John held the pen in his hand, he chewed on the pen nervously and cleaned his ear with the pen. On the other hand, Riley shot him a disgusted look. As John twirled the pen easily in his hand, he realizes it was a click pen. Acting like a retard, John opened the pen into parts and played with the spring, dumfounded. Riley was controlling his anger in his heart and told John what he had done wrong. Surprisingly, John started to repeat him, quietly. Then, John mumbled to himself. Riley screamed. “Please stop what you are doing, sir!” John pretended that he was deaf, looking back and forth. Finally, he said “What are you talkin about, DUDE?” Riley screamed again. “I ORDER YOU TO LET ME INSPECT YOUR CAR, SIR!” John answered and tried to look innocent. “There is no alcohol in my car, sir, the last cop got it.” Riley couldn’t control temper anymore, so he decided to take John to the station. Childishly, John asked. “I want to sit in front; I want to sit in front!” Riley let him. As the officer turned his key to the right, John started to play the siren intentionally. Riley grimaced. “THAT’S IT! YOU ARE SITTING BEHIND!” John pretended to sob like a 5-year-old child. As he sat in the back, he touched Riley’s neck through the fencing. Riley turned his head towards him automatically. At the same time, John turned his head too and whistled. .....................................................