pulled over a woman for speeding. She opened her window as he walked up to her car, ticket book in hand.

"Sorry, sir. Was I over the speed limit?" she smiled as she brushed her hair back.

"Yes, twelve miles per hour over," he informed as he began writing out the ticket.

"Your not giving me a ticket for that are you?" she quiped then, somewhat flirtingly, continued,
"I thought you didn't give pretty girls tickets."

Handing her the ticket, he said, "We don't