While I was driving down the A55 today, (going a little faster than I should have been)I passed under a bridge only to see a copper on the other side with a radar gun laying in wait. The copper pulled me over,walked up to the car, and with that classic patronising smirk, asked:
“Runway too short?”
To which I replied, “I’m late for work.”
To which he asked, “What do you do?”
“I’m a ■■■■■■ stretcher,” I responded.
The copper was surprised and confused. “A what? A ■■■■■■ stretcher?? And just what does a ■■■■■■ 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, Work side to side until I can get both hands in, and then I slowly but surely stretch the hole, until it’s about 6 feet.”
Then the copper asked questioningly and cautiously, “And just what do you do with a six-foot a hole?”
To which I politely replied, “You give him a radar gun and park him behind a bridge…”
