It started like any routine traffic stop.
Woman: “Is there a problem, Officer?”
Officer: “Madam, you were speeding. May I see your license?”
Woman: “I’d give it to you, but I don’t have one.”
Officer (surprised): “You don’t?”
Woman: “Nope. Lost it four times… all due to reckless driving.”
The officer’s eyebrows shot up. Then she calmly added:
Woman: “And as for registration… can’t. This car is stolen. The owner? Let’s just say he’s in the trunk… in pieces.”
The officer’s face went pale. He instinctively stepped back, called for backup, and within minutes, multiple patrol cars surrounded her vehicle, like a scene straight out of a crime show.
A senior officer approached cautiously.
Senior Officer: “Ma’am, please step out of the vehicle.”
She did so gracefully, even smiling. The senior officer asked her to open the trunk. She popped it open confidently—empty, spotless.
Senior Officer (relieved): “Does this car belong to you?”
Woman: She handed over the valid registration without hesitation.
Then came the moment of truth.
Senior Officer: “And your license?”
Woman: She pulled out a perfectly legal, current license from her purse.
The first officer stood there, utterly confused and slightly embarrassed.
Senior Officer (to him): “She has a license, the car is hers, and there’s nothing in the trunk.”
Woman (folding her arms, smirking): “Let me guess—next you’re going to say I was speeding too?”
The officers didn’t know whether to laugh or apologize.
Moral of the story: Calm confidence, clever thinking, and a little humor can completely turn the tables—though maybe don’t try this exact routine in real life!
