A middle aged man bought a brand new convertible Porsche. He took off down the road, pushed it up to 160 and was enjoying the wind blowing through his thinning hair.

„This is great,“ he thought and accelerated to an even higher speed. But when he eventually looked in his rear-view mirror there was a Police Car behind him, blue lights flashing. „I can get away from him with no problem“ thought the man and he floored it some more, and flew down the road at over 210km/hr to escape being stopped.

Then he thought „what the hell am I doing? I’m too old for this kind of thing“ and pulled over to the side of the road, and waited for the Police car to catch up with him.

The Policeman pulled in behind the Porsche and walked up on the driver’s side. „Sir, my shift ends in five minutes and today is Friday the 13th. If you can give me a good reason that I’ve never heard before asto why you were speeding, I’ll let you go.“

The man looked back at the Policeman and said, „Last week my wife ran off with a Policeman and I thought you were bringing her back“

The Policeman said, „Have a nice day.“

Hätte ich doch am Dienstag nur einen so entspannten Polizisten getroffen. Man kann halt nicht alles haben.

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