A police officer in a small town stopped a motorist who was speeding down Main Street.
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| Just be quiet, I'm going to let you cool your heels in jail until the chief gets back. | |
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| But officer, I can explain. | |
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| I said to keep quiet! You're going to jail! | |
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| But, officer, I just wanted to say-- | |
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| Lucky for you that the chief's at his daughter's wedding. He'll be in a good mood when he gets back. | |
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| "Don't count on it, I'm the groom. | |
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