Ohh, and a ticket too

So, last wednesday I kinda sorta got a speeding ticket. There was this
huge ass truck, that was dropping boxes around the road, and I didn't
wanna be behind him, so I sped up, and passed him. Well, to my luck,
there was Mr police officer sitting right over there. As soon as I
passed the truck, he pulled right behind me, and a few second later,
there were those ever so recognizable flashing blues.

Yeah, he laser clocked me 53 on a 35. I just sat there, gave him my
docs, and he camly wrote the ticket. He was a nice police office, and
not bad looking either, but I still got a ticket, and that's what
sucks. I gotta call in, and find out how much money I have to send in.

I thought I would never get a ticket, but then again, I'm human.