Akpos at it again!
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Akpos at it again!
Crack your ribs for Breakfast...Oya start laughing.
Our darling Akpors traveled to America for a vacation. One day he was driving down the highway in top speed, and he was pulled over by a Policeman. The policeman approached Akpor’s door:
Akpors: “Is there a problem, Officer?”
Police Officer: “Sir, you were speeding. Can I see your license please?”
Akpors: “I’d give it to you but I don’t have one.”
Police Officer: “You don’t have one?”
Akpors: “I lost it four times for drink driving.” The policeman is shocked.
Police Officer: “I see. Can I see your vehicle registration papers please?”
Akpors: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”
Police Officer: “Why not?”
Akpors: “I stole this car.”
Police Officer: “Stole it?”
Akpors: “Yes, I stole it and I killed the owner.” At this point the officer is getting very angry.
Police Officer: “You what?”
Akpors: “She’s in the trunk if you want to see.”
The Officer looked at Akpors and slowly backed away to his car and called for back up. Within minutes, five police cars showed up, and surrounded Akpor’s car. A senior officer slowly approached the car, clasping his half-drawn gun.
The Senior Officer: “Sir, could you step out of your vehicle please!”
Akpors stepped out of his car. “Is there a problem, sir?”
The Senior Officer: “One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.”
Akpors: “Murdered the owner?”
The Senior Officer: “Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car please?”
Akpors opened the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
The Senior Officer: “Is this your car sir?”
Akpors: “Yes” and hands over the registration papers.
The Senior Officer: (Shocked) “One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving licence.”
Akpors checked his pocket, found his wallet and gave it to the officer. The officer opened the wallet and examined the licence. He looked quite puzzled.
The Senior Officer: “Thank you, sir. One of my officers told me you didn’t have a licence, stole this car, and murdered the owner.”
Akpors: “I bet you the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too!”
So that’s how Akpors got out of getting a speeding ticket.
ONE WORD FOR OUR DEAR AKPORS.
Good morning.
Our darling Akpors traveled to America for a vacation. One day he was driving down the highway in top speed, and he was pulled over by a Policeman. The policeman approached Akpor’s door:
Akpors: “Is there a problem, Officer?”
Police Officer: “Sir, you were speeding. Can I see your license please?”
Akpors: “I’d give it to you but I don’t have one.”
Police Officer: “You don’t have one?”
Akpors: “I lost it four times for drink driving.” The policeman is shocked.
Police Officer: “I see. Can I see your vehicle registration papers please?”
Akpors: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”
Police Officer: “Why not?”
Akpors: “I stole this car.”
Police Officer: “Stole it?”
Akpors: “Yes, I stole it and I killed the owner.” At this point the officer is getting very angry.
Police Officer: “You what?”
Akpors: “She’s in the trunk if you want to see.”
The Officer looked at Akpors and slowly backed away to his car and called for back up. Within minutes, five police cars showed up, and surrounded Akpor’s car. A senior officer slowly approached the car, clasping his half-drawn gun.
The Senior Officer: “Sir, could you step out of your vehicle please!”
Akpors stepped out of his car. “Is there a problem, sir?”
The Senior Officer: “One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.”
Akpors: “Murdered the owner?”
The Senior Officer: “Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car please?”
Akpors opened the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
The Senior Officer: “Is this your car sir?”
Akpors: “Yes” and hands over the registration papers.
The Senior Officer: (Shocked) “One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving licence.”
Akpors checked his pocket, found his wallet and gave it to the officer. The officer opened the wallet and examined the licence. He looked quite puzzled.
The Senior Officer: “Thank you, sir. One of my officers told me you didn’t have a licence, stole this car, and murdered the owner.”
Akpors: “I bet you the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too!”
So that’s how Akpors got out of getting a speeding ticket.
ONE WORD FOR OUR DEAR AKPORS.
Good morning.
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