In response to the "stupid thing you've ever said" thread going on.....
I want to know the worst excuse you've ever heard!!

 

I'm not a cop, but my best friend is. I asked him the same thing once and he said...

"Sorry officer, the sun is so bright, I couldn't see the speedometer".

 

What is is about long bridges that seems to hinder the driver's ability to maintain the speed limit? We had a bridge here (has since been torn down and is being rebuilt), that was about a mile n quarter long, and straight as an arrow. Two lanes in either direction, with a speed limit of 35.

Speeds over that bridge were so high, that I didn't even pay attention to cars, unless they were over 50. Anyway, one night I get a little sub-compact (cant remember what it was) coming across the bridge at like 53 mph. I whip a U-Turn, and get the car stopped.

Upon approaching the car, my initial thought was that the windows were tinted VERY dark, as I could not see in them at all. The driver rolls his window down, and after making contact, I notice that there are four adults in this little car. The SMALL one is maybe 240 lbs. No offense to any large folks here, but these folks were FAT......all four of em. The window tint? Wasn't window tint....the inside of the windows were all fogged over...

I explain to him why I stopped him get his d/l, insurance info, registration, and go back to my car to write the ticket. Upon going back up to serve the ticket, the driver says "Can I tell you why I was going so fast? I said: "Sure...go ahead". His answer???

Well sir, "The windows are so fogged over, that I couldn't see the speed limit signs." Before I could think up a response, his wife, in the front passenger seat says "Hun.....why don't you shut up while you're ahead???"

 

I didnt mean to hurt my brother, I love my brother. He had hit him 16 times with an Ax, and killed him.

 

On the lighter side. As he gets his paperwork back. " you are free to go." He replys "so you will just mail me the ticket then?"

 

1. I was afraid the car was going to runout of gas, and I sped up to get to a station.
2. I have to go to the bathroom.

 

Not really a "lame story", but interesting nonetheless...

I bag a lady 52 in a 30...dead to rights....walk up on the window, she's hysterical, off the wall crying...

and has blood on her clothes....my "This is going to be interesting" thing took right over...

She tells me right off the bat that she has no ID or paperwork on her....I ask about the blood..she goes on to tell me that her beloved dog, a boxer was playing around in the back yard, somehow gets his eyeball knocked out, don't remember the details, so she loads him in the truck & rushes him to the emergency vet, leaving without her purse. Long story short, the vet won't start to work on the dog because he's not sure she can pay for it...so she's got to race back home to get her purse and cc's....that's when I bagged her....

I told her that was the most insane story I've ever heard, so it must be the truth.
Gave her an escort to the house and then back to the vet.

 

Hey wait a darn minute - why is I have to go the bathroom a lame excuse for speeding? You must not have ever eaten at some of our finer eating establishments! When ya gotta go, ya gotta go.

Keith

 

I like this thread topic. C'mon there's gotta be some more great excuses out there....

Back in high school, when we had to get someplace fast, there were several girls we could trust to get us there drivin'/haulin' azz.If we'd get stopped, they'd cry tears as big as horse tuurds to the LEO and they'd get off everytime!

 

I was running radar and clocked this car at 75 mph in a 35 mph zone. I turned around on her quickly and stopped her. I asked her why she was traveling so fast. She said, "well I saw this other cop sitting just down the road and I thought that maybe he had zapped me with his radar, so I knew that I was speeding, so I gassed it to get away from him." Turned out the other car down the road was a cab driver in a Crown Vic eating his lunch.

Another time. I was following this girl and she was weaving all over the road. I stopped her and approached the vehicle, expecting to smell that local watering hole odor. She had a little dog in the passenger seat. I asked if she had been drinking. She said no. I said, "why are you all over the road?" She said, "I was putting the passenger window down and somehow my dog got his ball sac caught in the window track. I heard him yelping, so I was pulling his sac out when you stopped me. Sorry officer." I could hardly walk back to the car I was laughing so hard. Sent her and her swollen dog on the way.