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It was just another average drinking night where I got totally plastered as usual. I left the bar to pick up some food somewhere, and as I was out searching for a place off the freeway a cop pulls me over. The officer asked me if I knew how fast I was going, and I started to slobber as I spoke, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sir. I must have been going around eighty or so. I won't do it again. The officer then replied, "You're a little off there. You were going only ten."
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