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Driving home very drunk

|It seems a gentleman had too much alcohol at a party, was heading home, and was pulled over by a state trooper. Upon being tested, the fellow couldn’t walk a straight line any more than he could drive one, so the trooper wrote out a ticket and had just given it to the driver before an accident in the opposite lane took his attention to more important matters.The inebriated driver, figuring that the trooper wasn’t coming back to him, drove home and went to bed. he was awakened in the morning by a knock at the door, created by two more state troopers.“Are you Mr. Johnson?“ the asked? He admitted that he was.“Were you pulled over at Main Street last night for driving under the influence?“ Again, the man admitted that was he.“And what did you do then,“ the troopers asked.“ The man replied that he drove his car home and went to bed.“Where is your car now?“ the troopers enquired. The man answered that it was in the garage.“May we see the car?“ asked the troopers. The man answered, „Sure,“ and opened the garage.Inside the garage was the state troopers car.

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