A state trooper pulled over a speeding car on a dark highway.
“Why the rush, sir?” the officer asked.
“I’m terribly sorry,” the driver replied. “I’m a professional juggler, and I’m running late for my performance at the circus.”
The trooper smiled. “Tell you what. Show me a quick juggling trick right now, and I’ll let you off with just a warning.”
The juggler hopped out of his car, retrieved four torches from his trunk, doused them in lighter fluid, and lit them up. Right there on the shoulder of the highway, he began a dazzling, high-speed juggling routine with the flaming clubs.
Just then, a heavily intoxicated driver puttered down the road, caught sight of the spectacle, and immediately pulled over. He sat in his car, watched the flaming torches fly through the air for a few seconds in absolute horror, then got out and climbed directly into the back seat of the police cruiser.
The trooper walked over, completely bewildered. “What on earth do you think you’re doing?”
The drunk driver sighed, stared at the floorboard, and muttered,
“Just take me straight to jail, officer. There is absolutely no way in hell I’m passing that test.”
