juburok
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Paris Hilton sucks joke
A police officer pulls over Paris Hilton for speeding and asks to see her licence. "What's a licence?" giggles
Paris. "It's usually in your wallet," replies the officer. After fumbling for a few minutes, Paris manages to find
it. "Now may I see your registration?" asks the cop. "Registration? What's that?" asks the airhead. "It's usually
in your glove compartment," says the cop impatiently. After some more fumbling, she finds the registration. "I'll
be back in a minute," says the cop who walks back to his patrol car. The officer phones in to dispatch to run a
check on the licence. After a few moments, the dispatcher comes back, "Is this Paris Hilton the famous socialite?"
"Yes," replies the officer. "Okay, here's what you do," says the dispatcher. "Give her the stuff back, and drop your
pants." "What?" says the cop, "I can't do that, it's inappropriate." "Trust me," replies dispatch. "Just do it." So
the cop goes back to the car, gives back the license and registration and drops his pants. Paris looks down and
sighs, "Oh no, not another breathalyser."
A police officer pulls over Paris Hilton for speeding and asks to see her licence. "What's a licence?" giggles
Paris. "It's usually in your wallet," replies the officer. After fumbling for a few minutes, Paris manages to find
it. "Now may I see your registration?" asks the cop. "Registration? What's that?" asks the airhead. "It's usually
in your glove compartment," says the cop impatiently. After some more fumbling, she finds the registration. "I'll
be back in a minute," says the cop who walks back to his patrol car. The officer phones in to dispatch to run a
check on the licence. After a few moments, the dispatcher comes back, "Is this Paris Hilton the famous socialite?"
"Yes," replies the officer. "Okay, here's what you do," says the dispatcher. "Give her the stuff back, and drop your
pants." "What?" says the cop, "I can't do that, it's inappropriate." "Trust me," replies dispatch. "Just do it." So
the cop goes back to the car, gives back the license and registration and drops his pants. Paris looks down and
sighs, "Oh no, not another breathalyser."
