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> A Georgia State Trooper pulled a car over on I-95 about 2 miles south
> of the Georgia/South Carolina state line.
>
> When the Trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver
> answered that he was a magician and a juggler and he was on his way to
> Savannah to do a show that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want
> to be late.
>
> The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and if the
> driver would do a little juggling for him then he wouldn't give him a
> ticket.
>
> The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his equipment on
> ahead and didn't have anything to juggle.
>
> The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his
> patrol car and asked if he could juggle them.
>
> The juggler stated that he could, so the Trooper got three flares, lit
> them and handed them to the jug gler.
>
> While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind the
> patrol car. A drunk, good old boy, from S.C., got out and watched the
> performance briefly. He then went over to the patrol car, opened the
> rear door and got in.
>
> The Trooper observed him doing this and went over to the patrol car,
> opened the door and asked the drunk what he thought he was doing.
>
> The drunk replied, "You might as well take me to jail, cause there's
> no way in hell that I can pass that test."
>
> A Georgia State Trooper pulled a car over on I-95 about 2 miles south
> of the Georgia/South Carolina state line.
>
> When the Trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver
> answered that he was a magician and a juggler and he was on his way to
> Savannah to do a show that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want
> to be late.
>
> The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and if the
> driver would do a little juggling for him then he wouldn't give him a
> ticket.
>
> The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his equipment on
> ahead and didn't have anything to juggle.
>
> The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his
> patrol car and asked if he could juggle them.
>
> The juggler stated that he could, so the Trooper got three flares, lit
> them and handed them to the jug gler.
>
> While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind the
> patrol car. A drunk, good old boy, from S.C., got out and watched the
> performance briefly. He then went over to the patrol car, opened the
> rear door and got in.
>
> The Trooper observed him doing this and went over to the patrol car,
> opened the door and asked the drunk what he thought he was doing.
>
> The drunk replied, "You might as well take me to jail, cause there's
> no way in hell that I can pass that test."
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