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A police officer stopped a BMW, approached the driver's window and said, "May I have your license and registration, please?"
The driver said, "I don't have a license."
The cop asked: "Can I have the registration?"
"It's not my car, I stole it" answered the driver.
"A stolen car??" asked the cop.
The man answered, "Yes, but when I think about it, I remember finding the registration. It was in the glove compartment when I put the gun in there."
"A gun in the glove compartment???"
The driver said, "Yes, officer, I put it there after I killed the owner and threw the body into the trunk".
"Wow, a body in the trunk????"
"Yes, officer."
The officer immediately called it in, and his superior arrived quickly.
Within a few minutes, cops surrounded the car, and the top ranking lieutenant approached the driver's window. "May I have your license?"
"Yes, you may," answered the man, while handing over his license.
"Who owns this car?" asked the lieutenant.
"It's mine, officer. Here's the registration".
The officer said: "Would you please slowly open the glove compartment so I can see if there's a gun inside?"
"Sure, but there's no gun inside". There was no gun.
The police lieutenant asked, "Would you mind opening the trunk? I got information that there's a body".
"No problem", the driver opened the trunk, which was empty, except for jumper cables.
"I don't understand. The cop who called told us you don't have a license, you stole the car, there's a gun in the glove compartment, and a body in the trunk."
The man replied, "I'll bet that liar told you I was speeding too!"
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I recently attended an in-person Inter-Religion Seminar at a resort.
The representative Christian Bishop came over, tenderly laid his hands over mine and pronounced, "By the will of Jesus Christ, you will walk today!"
I politely said thanks, that I appreciate the support, but I'm a runner and have no documented handicap or issue. My leg function is quite sufficient.
Then, the unpretentious Rabbi came over, laid his hands upon mine and offered, "By the power of Hashem Almighty, you will walk today!" It was super-frustrating; however, I pointed out with appropriate respect that there is nothing wrong with me.
Then, the esteemed Mullah came over, took my hands and praised Allah, pronouncing, "You will walk today!"
It was irksome, so I snapped, "Nonsense, there is nothing wrong with me!"
Next, the enlightened Hindu devotee came over, concentrated, and volunteered, "I am certain that you will walk today."
I reiterated, "There is nothing wrong with me. I have no leg defect. You see, they are perfect!"
Then, the introspective Buddhist Monk came, took my hand in his and offered, "By the kindness of The Great Buddha, you will walk today!"
However, I rebutted that there is nothing wrong with me.
After the Seminar had concluded, I hurriedly emerged outside, disoriented, noting that my car had been stolen.
So perceptive! I guess I was an irreverent over-caffeinated skeptic, the cocksure critic with erroneous preconceived ideas; but, now I respect all the peaceful religious faiths as one.
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