H O N E S T L Y H O N E S T Y . . .

He gets home from a rather long trip. He seems jovial, so he brings the whole family together and begins to talk.

‘Today, I was so eager to get home. Consequently, I found my self over speeding down the highway. A police officer pulls me over and we have an exchange. It went a little something like this.

Officer: May I see your driver’s license?
Me: I don’t have one. I had it suspended when I got my fifth DUI
Officer: May I see the owner’s card for this vehicle?
Me: Its not my car, I stole it.
Officer: This car is stolen?
Me: That’s right. But thinking of it, I might have seen the owners card in the glove box when I was putting my gun there.
Officer: There’s a gun in the glove box?
Me: Yes sir, that’s where I put it after I shot and killed the woman who owned this car and stuffed her in the trunk.
officer: There’s a body in the trunk?
Me: Yes, sir.

Hearing this, the officer immediately called his captain. My car was quickly surrounded by police. The captain approached me to handle this tense situation.

Captain: Sir, can you give me your license?
Me: Sure, here it is (It was and is valid)
Captain: Whose car is this?
Me: Its mine officer, here’s the owner’s card ( Indeed I own my car)
Captain: Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if there’s a gun inside?
Me: Yes sir, but there’s no gun in it. ( And sure enough I do not own a gun)
Captain: Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told there was a body inside
(Trunks open, nobody, nothing)
Captain: I don’t understand. The officer who stopped you told me that you do not have a license, stole this car, had a gun in the glove box and that there was a dead body inside your trunk.
Me: Yeah, I’ll bet the liar told you I was speeding too.

Long story shot, I am now home. Now my sons, the moral of this true story is that lying is ot good. Especially to people in authority. Never lie. You see how embarrassed the officer was?


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