On his first ever day on the job, a rookie cop pulled a woman over for speeding. As he approached her car, he was a little shocked to see she was completely naked. “Ma’am, are you registered as a Permanent Nudist.”
“No, I’m not, officer,” she said. “I lost all my clothes after getting drunk at the bar.”
“Wait, do you mean to tell me that you’re unregistered AND driving drunk? Where is your license?”
“I don’t have a license, officer. It got revoked after my fifth DUI.”
“What about your registration?”
“Oh, I don’t think that means anything, considering I stole this car.”
“You STOLE the vehicle?”
“Yep. Though I think I saw the registration in the glove box when I stashed my gun in there.”
Now the officer was starting to sweat bullets. “You mean to tell me you have a GUN in the vehicle?”
“Sure do,” said the naked lady. “I used it to kill the guy whose body is currently occupying the trunk.”
“Oh sweet Jesus,” muttered the cop. He swiftly called for backup and within 15 minutes, police cruisers were swarming all around the woman’s car.
The captain then approached her, ready to handle the tense situation. “Ma’am, do you have your license.”
“Sure do, officer,” she said and immediately produced it from her purse. It was valid.
“What about your vehicle registration?”
“I got that too,” she said. It was also valid and it clearly had her name on it, proving the vehicle was legally hers.
“I’m going to have to subject you to a breathalyzer test,” the captain said. The nude woman nodded and cooperated. Turned out she was completely sober.
“Ma’am, I was told you had a gun in your glove compartment.”
“Well, okay, you can check the glove compartment, but you won’t find a gun in there.”
It was true. The glove compartment was indeed empty.
The captain was starting to get really exasperated. “Ma’am, I was told there was a body in the trunk, so I’m gonna need to open it up.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir, but alright, go ahead.”
He checked. There was no dead body in there.
“What about your NUDITY, miss?” said the frustrated captain. “Are you LEGALLY registered?”
“I totally am,” she said, producing her PN card. Like everything else, it passed the smell test, proved she had been nude for three years and was still good for another seven.
At last the captain had enough. He threw his arms up in the air and said: “I don’t understand! The officer who stopped your car said you were an unregistered nudist who was driving inebriated, unlicensed, in a stolen vehicle, armed with a gun, and with a body in the trunk!”
And the naked woman said: “Yeah, I’ll bet he told you I was speeding too.”
On his first ever day on the job, a rookie cop pulled a woman over for speeding. As he approached her car, he was a little shocked to see she was completely naked. “Ma’am, are you registered as a Permanent Nudist.”
“No, I’m not, officer,” she said. “I lost all my clothes after getting drunk at the bar.”
“Wait, do you mean to tell me that you’re unregistered AND driving drunk? Where is your license?”
“I don’t have a license, officer. It got revoked after my fifth DUI.”
“What about your registration?”
“Oh, I don’t think that means anything, considering I stole this car.”
“You STOLE the vehicle?”
“Yep. Though I think I saw the registration in the glove box when I stashed my gun in there.”
Now the officer was starting to sweat bullets. “You mean to tell me you have a GUN in the vehicle?”
“Sure do,” said the naked lady. “I used it to kill the guy whose body is currently occupying the trunk.”
“Oh sweet Jesus,” muttered the cop. He swiftly called for backup and within 15 minutes, police cruisers were swarming all around the woman’s car.
The captain then approached her, ready to handle the tense situation. “Ma’am, do you have your license.”
“Sure do, officer,” she said and immediately produced it from her purse. It was valid.
“What about your vehicle registration?”
“I got that too,” she said. It was also valid and it clearly had her name on it, proving the vehicle was legally hers.
“I’m going to have to subject you to a breathalyzer test,” the captain said. The nude woman nodded and cooperated. Turned out she was completely sober.
“Ma’am, I was told you had a gun in your glove compartment.”
“Well, okay, you can check the glove compartment, but you won’t find a gun in there.”
It was true. The glove compartment was indeed empty.
The captain was starting to get really exasperated. “Ma’am, I was told there was a body in the trunk, so I’m gonna need to open it up.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir, but alright, go ahead.”
He checked. There was no dead body in there.
“What about your NUDITY, miss?” said the frustrated captain. “Are you LEGALLY registered?”
“I totally am,” she said, producing her PN card. Like everything else, it passed the smell test, proved she had been nude for three years and was still good for another seven.
At last the captain had enough. He threw his arms up in the air and said: “I don’t understand! The officer who stopped your car said you were an unregistered nudist who was driving inebriated, unlicensed, in a stolen vehicle, armed with a gun, and with a body in the trunk!”
And the naked woman said: “Yeah, I’ll bet he told you I was speeding too.”
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