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<blockquote data-quote="wkmac" data-source="post: 835965" data-attributes="member: 2189"><p>Speaking of,&nbsp; little ole lady at the old folks home loved to scream around the place on her motorized scooter.&nbsp; One afternoon as she came barreling down the hall, out of a doorway stepped an old man in policeman&#039;s uniform and stopped her.&nbsp; &quot;Madam, may I see you driver&#039;s license?&quot;&nbsp; She looked down on the scooter, saw an old candy bar wrapper and gave it to him.&nbsp; After looking, he handed it back and told her she could proceed.&nbsp; As she came around again, out he stepped to stop her.&nbsp; &quot;Madam, can I see your proof of insurance?&quot;&nbsp; She saw an old napkin on the scooter and handed him that.&nbsp; After the once over, he handed it back and told her to proceed.&nbsp; One the next lap, he stepped out again but this time he was buck naked.&nbsp; She swerved past him at full speed crying out, &quot;OH NO! I&#039;m not doing the breathalyzer thing again!&quot;</p></blockquote><p></p>

[QUOTE="wkmac, post: 835965, member: 2189"] Speaking of, little ole lady at the old folks home loved to scream around the place on her motorized scooter. One afternoon as she came barreling down the hall, out of a doorway stepped an old man in policeman's uniform and stopped her. "Madam, may I see you driver's license?" She looked down on the scooter, saw an old candy bar wrapper and gave it to him. After looking, he handed it back and told her she could proceed. As she came around again, out he stepped to stop her. "Madam, can I see your proof of insurance?" She saw an old napkin on the scooter and handed him that. After the once over, he handed it back and told her to proceed. One the next lap, he stepped out again but this time he was buck naked. She swerved past him at full speed crying out, "OH NO! I'm not doing the breathalyzer thing again!" [/QUOTE]

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