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To: Ga Bard who wrote ()	6/7/1998 10:52:00 AM
From: Ga Bard	Read Replies (1) of 733

Ok ... being from da South and down har in da south we gives our chillins names like ... Sonny Bubba Junebug Swancey ... Mama generally nicknames their sons Junior. Anyway Sonny Bubba typically grows up to be a police offical ... One day Sonny Bubba was in his patrol car on the Georgia State Highway checking out chicks and not the ones with feather unless count Sonny's girlfriend Daisy May (most of time she will) after a Friday Night date at the local cock fight. She typically has feathers all over her then. Well Sonny was checking out his new fangle dangle radar detector when over the hill came this obscene brand new red Cadillac with Alabama license plates. The Cadiallac was doing exactly 55mph not 56.. not 54 but 55 miles per hours. Well Sonny Bubba thought for a minute thus deciding there HAD to be something wrong with this har fella. No one does 55 in south ... Bicyles do 55 with out trying. So Sonny Bubba fires up his supercharged 454 Plymouth police cruiser with the lights and the siren just a blaring. (Sonny always liked do that it was almost like a mating call to him) Back to the story Sonny trailed that Cadiallac for about a mile. Well after that Sonny decided he would just pull up along side and wave this cracker to the side of the road. Getting along side Sonny waved and the driver looked back with a raised brow questionable expression and his left finger tips on chest. Sonny being the tacticful southern gentlem that he is he drew out his 44 Magum with pearl handled grips and point the way to the side of the highway. Pulling over Sonny holsters his weapon as he pull up from the rear. Turning off the ignition he grabs his ticket book. Stepping out of the police car he begins walkings up to the driver side while donning his favorite pair of sunglasses. Upon reaching the driver side window he finds the window is still up. Being the diplomatic public servant that he is he takes out his nightstick and taps on the drivers window lightly. tap tap tap Looking up at Sonny the driver arrogantly reahes over and presses the window button. Quickly the window smoothly flows to the bottom. Sonny Bubba immediately starts whailing the dickens out of the driver with his nightstick. Screamimg the driver protest, "Police Brutality ... Police Brutality. Why are hitting me with that stick?" Sonny Bubba firmly responds, "Next time a police officer pulls you over you have your window down and ya driver license and registration in ya hand. Is that understood?" The driver scrambling for his driver's license yells, "Yes Sir. Getting them now." While the driver is searching for his registration Sonny Bubba looks over at the passenger side. There Sonny get a disapproving look from another gentleman. Sonny straightens up and thinks for a second then turns and walks around the rear of the car to the passenger side. Upon arriving again Sonny Bubba finds the window still up. Taking out his night stick Sonny Bubba again taps lightly on the window. tap tap tap The innocent passenger gives Sonny a defiant expression as he arrogantly lets the window down. Well true to Sonny's considerate nature Sonny begins whailing the fire out of the passenger. The passenger totaly upset screams, "Police Brutality ... Police Brutality. Why are hitting me with that stick?" Putting away his nightstick Sonny Bubba replies, "Now you know as well as I do ... about a half a mile down the road you are going to be looking at your friend saying "I wished that SOB had hit me with that nightstick!!!"" GB I miss Lewis Grizzard...

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