Jokes about Police Officers
A police officer returns home drunк in his car from a colleague’s house. He is driving safely, until suddenly a patrol on the side of the road motions him to stop by for a check. He quickly draws out his badge, confident that his colleagues will believe it and says:
- ”Don’t worry colleagues, I’ve drunк a bit at another officer’s house, I live nearby, I’ll drive responsibly.”. ”Sure, go ahead, no problem.”, one of the officers replies. ”Goodnight.”. After a while, another police patrol motions him to stop. ”Sheeesh!, not again!” he exclaims. Once again, he draws out his badge and repeats the same sentence. The officers wave him goodbye. But after a while he is stopped a third by another patrol. ”C’mon.. you’ve got to be kidding me..”. He shows his badge, once more, about to repeat his sentence. ”Don’t worry colleagues, I’ve-”, he is interrupted. ”Sir, get out of the freaking roundabout at least!”
A man goes to a restaurant and orders a chicken dish.
By the time the food is ready and he is about to eat, the waiter comes back and says, “Sir, I’m afraid there has been a mistake. You see, that police officer who is sitting at the next table is a regular customer of ours and he usually orders the same dish. The problem is, this is the last chicken in the house. I’m afraid I’ll have to take this dish to him and arrange for another dish for you!”
The guy gets really upset and refuses to give up his food.
The waiter walks over to the other table and explains the situation to the officer.
A few minutes later the officer walks over to the man’s table and says, “Listen and listen good. That is MY chicken you are about to eat and I’ll warn you, whatever you do to that chicken I’ll do the same to you. You pull out one of its legs; I’ll pull out one of yours. You break one of its wings; I’ll break one of your arms!”
The man calmly looks at the chicken, then sticks his middle finger in the bird’s rестuм, pulls it out and licks it.
He then gets up, drops his pants, bends over and says, “Your turn!!”
One fine spring day, Ollie decided to take Lena for a drive in his new car. As they were driving through town, a policeman pulled them over and told Ollie that he was doing 50 miles an hour in a 30 zone. …
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“Oh, no”, Ollie protested. “I vas only doing tirty Officer.” ….
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“No, you were doing fifty”, replied the cop.
“Really, Officer, I vas only doing tirty”, Ollie replied stubbornly.
“Well”, bellowed the cop, “I clocked you doing FIFTY!”
At that point, Lena, sitting in the passenger seat and trying to be helpful, spoke up. “Officer…you really shouldn’t argue vit Ollie ven he’s been drinking.”