A driver is pulled over by a policeman.
The policeman approaches the driver’s door.
‘Is there a problem, officer?’
‘You were speeding, sir. Can I see your licence please?’
The driver responds, ‘I’d give it to you but I don’t have one. I lost it four times for drink driving.’
The policeman is shocked. ‘I see. Can I see your vehicle registration documents please?’
‘I’m sorry, I can’t do that.’
‘Why not?’
‘I stole this car.’
The officer says, ‘Stole it?’
‘Yes, and I killed the owner.’
At this point, the officer is getting irate. ‘You did what?’
‘She’s in the boot if you want to see.’
The policeman looks at the man and slowly backs away to his car and calls for urgent assistance.
Within minutes, five police cars, including an armed response team, show up, surrounding the car.
The armed response team leader slowly approaches the car, clasping his Glock.
‘Sir, step out of your vehicle please!’
The man steps out of his vehicle. ‘Is there a problem?’ he asks in puzzlement.
‘You told my colleague that you stole this car and murdered the owner.’
‘Murdered the owner?’
‘Open the boot of your car please.’
The man opens the boot, revealing only an empty space.
Definitely no body.
‘Is this your car, sir?’ the ART leader asks.
‘Why, yes,’ the man replies and hands over the registration document.
The officer, understandably, is quite stunned. ‘My colleague claims that you do not have a driving licence.’
The man digs in his pocket revealing a wallet and hands it to the officer.
The officer opens the wallet and examines the licence.
He looks quite puzzled. ‘Thank you, sir. My colleague reported that you didn’t have a licence, stole this car, and murdered the owner. My apologies.’
The man replies, ‘I bet you he told you I was speeding, too!’
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