Two men were driving through Montana when they got pulled over by a state trooper. The cop walked up and tapped on the window with his nightstick. The driver rolled down the window, and WHACK, the cop smacked him in the head with his nightstick.
'What the heck was that for?' the driver asked.
'You're in Montana son,' the trooper answered. 'When we pull you over in Montana, you better have your license ready, by the time we get to your car.' 'I'm sorry, officer,' the driver said, 'I'm not from around here.' The trooper runs a check on the guy's license--he's clean, and gives the guy his license back.
The trooper then walks around to the passenger side and taps on the window.
The passenger rolls down the window, and WHACK, the trooper smacks him on the head with the nightstick.
'What'd you do that for?' the passenger demands.
'Just making your wish come true,' replied the trooper.
'Making WHAT wish come true?' the passenger asked.
'Because I know your type,' the trooper says, 'two miles down the road, you're gonna turn to your buddy and say, 'I wish that cracker would've tried that CRAP with me!'
'What the heck was that for?' the driver asked.
'You're in Montana son,' the trooper answered. 'When we pull you over in Montana, you better have your license ready, by the time we get to your car.' 'I'm sorry, officer,' the driver said, 'I'm not from around here.' The trooper runs a check on the guy's license--he's clean, and gives the guy his license back.
The trooper then walks around to the passenger side and taps on the window.
The passenger rolls down the window, and WHACK, the trooper smacks him on the head with the nightstick.
'What'd you do that for?' the passenger demands.
'Just making your wish come true,' replied the trooper.
'Making WHAT wish come true?' the passenger asked.
'Because I know your type,' the trooper says, 'two miles down the road, you're gonna turn to your buddy and say, 'I wish that cracker would've tried that CRAP with me!'
