... so I'm bombing through this Iowa corn field in my adopted father's stolen corvette,
when this cop on a sky Harley pulls me over, no Geordi listen, the cop's named Francis
Poncherello, who names their kid "Francis," whooo Geordi check out the ass on that girl,
okay Geordi this is the good part, hey I'll buy you another "Blue Moon," so anyway ...
Girl one: "That's the third time I walk by them."
Girl two: "Maybe if you hiked you skirt up more?"
Girl one: "Any higher and my belly button going to show."
Girl two: "Great. The cute one just passed out."
Girl One: "It's getting late."
Girl two: "Well, we could double team the big one."
... so anyway I ask to see his badge and he said badge? I don't need no stinking badge ...
