So, my wife managed to crash the car again today.
When the police showed up, she was all fired up, insisting that the guy she hit was being totally reckless.
âHe was on his phone! Can you believe it?!â she exclaimed. âAnd, to make matters worse, he was sitting there, casually sipping on a can of beer!â
The officer, trying his best to hold back a smile, took a deep breath, looked her dead in the eye, and said,
âMaâam⌠he can do whatever he wants⌠in his own living room.â
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