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- Subject: Entertainment for Pigs
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- Date: 23 Jul 92 16:31:59 GMT
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- I drove BillBill to the airport, and on the way back drove as fast as
- the aluminum, air-cooled 145 cid flat six would go. The speedo pins at
- 100, so I don't bother counting anymore. Just stick a big rock on the
- accelerator, turn up the radio real loud, and change lanes at will.
-
- Something about racing down the banked highway with the top down at
- night, just leaning back, looking at the stars, is so relaxing and
- fulfilling. Almost as good as sex with someone you think is far too
- wonderful for the likes of you, it leaves you with a sense of rare
- self-worth.
-
- So it was no surprise that God would get even with me for having such
- fun.
-
- As I pulled off the highway onto El Monte Road in Los Altos, one of
- those fine upstanding communities where the housing prices are
- artificially high and the speed limits are artificially low, I saw the
- cop making the U turn (illegal) at a light.
-
- I drove exactly the posted limit (500 feet of 35 MPH, then 2 miles of
- 25 MPH) and for some reason the cop was tailgating me the entire time.
-
- As I made the left out of Los Altos, the lights came on. I pulled
- over, and waited for the fun to begin.
-
- "You were weaving. Have you had any alcohol tonight?"
-
- "Officer, I do not drink."
-
- "You certainly act inebriated. Follow my finger. Your eyes are
- weaving. I believe you are under the influence of some substance."
-
- "Not a chance. I don't do drugs."
-
- "Then why are your eyes weaving, red, and bloodshot?"
-
- "Could it have something to do with your shining a powerful light in
- them? Or is the fact that I've just driven from the airport with the
- top down meaningful to you?"
-
- "Show me your registration."
-
- "Sure." I dig through the glovebox while the officer makes an
- inventory of my car with the flashlight.
-
- "Please wait."
-
- "Oh, I'm not going anywhere."
-
- After a few minutes, he returns, and starts chewing me out.
-
- "You're acting very suspiciously. You were driving erratically. You
- had to lock up your brakes at Foothill."
-
- "Sorry to make you panic stop, officer, perhaps if you were following
- me at a safe distance you wouldn't have to, but you and I both saw the
- light at Foothill turn yellow for exactly two seconds. I figured
- running a red light wasn't such a good idea with an officer of the law
- tailgating me. And I don't lock my brakes up. My tires are too
- expensive for me to afford it. The squealing you heard was your own
- wheels, officer, with all due respect for the law."
-
- "I wasn't following you! I was just happening to drive in the same
- direction as you."
-
- "Oh of course that would certainly have to be true."
-
- He starts walking around the car.
-
- "Why is there a rosebush stuck to your bumper? Are you sure you
- aren't intoxicated?"
-
- "It would be a blackberry bush, officer, since I had to back out
- around my roommate's car earlier this evening. Which section of the
- vehicle code does it violate?"
-
- "There's no reason to be argumentative with an officer of the law.
- Besides which, your license plate lamp is not functioning."
-
- He had me.
-
- "Sorry. I'm just easily rattled when a police officer is driving right
- behind me for miles at a stretch."
-
- "I wasn't following you!"
-
- "You said that before."
-
- "Well, seeing as how you live close by, I'm going to let you go on
- condition that you fix your light."
-
- "Thank you officer, have a pleasant evening."
-
- I drove the rest of the way home cursing at the night air.
-
- mr HEINOUS
- planning to drive the same way tonight, with the back seat full of
- thousands of snakes.
-