So you're on your way home from work one day, just trying to get there without anything else going wrong. It's definitely been one of THOSE days again. All of a sudden, you hear a siren. You see flashing lights. Shit. You're being pulled over. As you sit waiting nervously in your car, you look back at the patrol car in your rear view mirror, and see the officer get out. Ohmigod, you whisper -- it's Officer Rob. He's walks over to your car and says "License and registration, please," and gives you a crooked smile. You can't pass up an opportunity this good! As he heads back to the patrol car, you pull the front of your shirt down a tad and fluff your hair. When he returns, you sultrily ask "Officer, is there anything I can do to avoid a ticket?" and give him your sexiest pout, while batting your eyelashes. Officer Rob grins back at you and assures you that, yes, there are PLENTY of ways to avoid this ticket, as he leans in to kiss you with a twinkle in his eye that promises far more.
But it's okay, because when you are led to your inexplicably co-ed cell, you see that your cellie is none other than Inmate Rob. He's serving time for making panties spontaneously drop. Hmm, you're confined to a small room with little more than a bed, your partner in crime is none other than Inmate Rob, and you have LOTS of time on your hands. Whatever should you do? Time behinds bars has never been quite this fun. In fact, when you go before the judge again, you can't help but ask, "Please, sir, may I have some more?"
Wish I had cop Rob pull me over the last time I got a speeding ticket. I totally would have pulled out the girls for him!
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