THIS COULD BE THE FUNNIEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN!!!Yesterday I was racing home in my girlfriends car. I live in a country club community that has a speed limit of 25. Well 25 doesn't work for me well when I'm touching cloth(never again thai food for lunch). So I whip the car in the driveway slide into the garage click the closer and run inside to drop the cosby's off at the pool. The first good blast into it my doorbell starts ringing like a crazy. There was no way to pinch this shit off so fuck it whoever it is will have to wait. Well it appears that Raleigh Police officers either don't like to wait or loves the smell of the type of shit that you could crap through a screen door and not touch a thing. Being that I never lock my front door he let himself in(not sure if that is legal or not) He did yell out !POLICE! and some other shit but the sound was drowned out by yet another rectal blast. Finally he made his way upstairs where I was due to the fact that the magazines are kept in that bathroom. He announces !Your going to need to come out here! I replied with It's gonna take a few more minutes...otherwise your going to need new shoes. I can hear him at the other side of the door slightly gagging. So I get done and prepare to face the music. He proceeds to tell me that I was doing 58 in a 25. I just smirk and ask him Do you want to know why I was speeding? He actually didn't write me a ticket I'm guessing due to the fact that this story would not go over well in court. Honestly I never saw the cop behind me.
