I was flying down the road yesterday (ie 20 mph over the limit). I passed under a bridge only to find a policeman with a radar gun on the other side laying in wait. H
e pulled me over, walked to the car and with that classic patronizing smirk we all know and love, asked "What's your hurry?"
To which I replied "I'm late for work."
"Oh yeah", said the policeman, "what do you do?"
"I'm a rectum stretcher," I responded.
The policeman stammered, "A what?; A rectum stretcher? And just what does a rectum stretcher do?"
"Well," I said, "I start by inserting one finger, then I work my way up to two fingers, then three, then four, then with my whole hand in I work side to side until I can get both hands in, and then I slowly but surely stretch, until it's about 6 feet wide."
"And just what the hell do you do with a 6 foot asshole?" To which I politely replied, "you give him a radar gun and park him behind a bridge….."