Officer: "Where's the fire?"
I told him, opened the trunk, and showed him my turnout gear. No ticket.
Your Tag is the best advice so true and brillant...
(I need to get some turnout gear)
All of us at traffic school told the rest of the class how we got our tickets.
There always seems to be (I've been twice in 11 yrs) several rather innocent old ladies in the class, a handful of middle age speeders, and one guy who should probably be serving a life sentance without parole (in our class, he had borrowed a car from a friend, who later reported it stolen, going 100mph in a school zone at night, under the influence, on parole, with a bag of illegal drugs found in the trunk which nobody claimed and he was stopped for running a red light,.....go figure).
The best line was an older gent, in good health, retired, when queried by the officer that he had been following him on the desert highway doing 75 on a 65mph highway for three miles with the cops' lights on, asked him why he hadn't pulled over. The older gent responded, "At my age officer, I never look back..."