So my wife and I are driving home after a company party and because I really like Scotch, she was driving. She doesn't use the indicator when merging and a CSP Trooper lights us up. She pulls over and we get all the stuff ready for the Trooper. He walks up to the window and flips open his ticket book and my wife says, "good evening officer, I bet that you want to sell us tickets to the Colorado State Trooper's Ball."
To which he replies, "no mamm, Colorado State Troopers don't have balls."
There was a moment of silence ... the Trooper flipped his book closed, said "drive safe" and walked back to his car.
Suppressed laughter is the best kind.