The new metro cop pulled a speeder who was zipping down Maple Avenue.“Can I see your license and registration, bub?“, the cop inquired.“But officer,“ the fellow started, „I can explain…““Shut yer trap, bub!“ snapped the officer. „You’re going downtownand sit a while till the sarge gets back.““But, officer, I think you really should know…““And I said to shut yer trap! You’re going to jail!“A few hours later the cop looked in on his prisoner and said,“Lucky for you that the sarge is at his daughter’s wedding.He’ll be in a good mood when he gets back.““Don’t count on it,“ shot back the sap in the cell. „I’m the groom.“
