Petros
Thief IV
- Joined
- 19 May 2003
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A policeman making his midnight rounds spies a car on a backwoods road. He turns on his lights, then steps out, and walks up to the car, finding its two occupants to be a teenaged boy and girl. Oddly enough, the girl is in the back seat reading a book, and the boy is sitting in front with a Gameboy.
As the boy rolls down his steamed window, the officer puts on his gruffest voice and asks they boy, "What are you doing out here, son?"
The boy looks him in the eye and declares, "I'm playing my Gameboy, officer."
"How old are you?"
"Nineteen, sir."
The officer turns to the girl in the back seat. "And how about you, miss?"
Setting her book down, the girl politely says, "I'm reading a book, sir. And if you must know, I'm seventeen."
The boy looks at his watch, smiles, and informs the officer, "Well, for eight minutes, anyway."
As the boy rolls down his steamed window, the officer puts on his gruffest voice and asks they boy, "What are you doing out here, son?"
The boy looks him in the eye and declares, "I'm playing my Gameboy, officer."
"How old are you?"
"Nineteen, sir."
The officer turns to the girl in the back seat. "And how about you, miss?"
Setting her book down, the girl politely says, "I'm reading a book, sir. And if you must know, I'm seventeen."
The boy looks at his watch, smiles, and informs the officer, "Well, for eight minutes, anyway."
