Legal humor here
“Out here, sonny boy, we signal for a left-hand turn!”
“In Wyoming, a three-wheeler is technically a motorcycle, so this here license ain’t worth a damn. And, yes, I do get a kick out of busting you Montana fancy-pants.”
“You city boys may not give a damn about Gaia, but we do!”
“If you want to achieve lift-off, you can do it the next county.”
“Because the Bonneville Salt Flats are a thousand miles south of here, that’s why.”
“If you ain’t burning ultra-low sulfur kerosene, sonny boy, you just bought yourself a world of trouble.”
“Yeah, my cousin had one of these. I gave him a ticket too.”
“You didn’t see that HD sign half a mile back? Well, it’s there, and if you don’t shit a passenger real quick, you’re out 35 bucks!”
“A front license plate isn’t mandatory, but it is highly recommended, especially on a rig like this.”
“Yeah? Well, it sure sounded like you were breaking the sound barrier to me! You got any Q-tips on you? Because I think you need to get the shit out of your ears.”
