A cop stopped me and searched my pockets. Found a bag of weed.
“What have we here?”
“It’s not mine officer.”
The cop scoffs.
“I’m serious! I was cursed by a leprechaun, you know what scallywags they are. Now, every single time I flush this chronic down the toilet it magically reappears in my pocket.”
The cop frowns, but follows me as we head to the bathroom in this cafe. I take out the cannabis and flush it down the crapper. The cop checks my pocket and asks, “So where’s the bag of weed?”
“What bag of weed?”
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