The Juggler

[Lone Gunman]

THE JUGGLER*

A Georgia State Trooper pulled a car over on I-95 about 2 miles south of the
Georgia/South Carolina state line.

When the Trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver answered
that he was a magician and a juggler and he was on his way to Savannah to do a show that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want to be late.

The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and if the driver
would do a little juggling for him then he wouldn't give him a ticket.

The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his equipment on ahead
and didn't have anything to juggle.

The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his patrol car
and asked if he could juggle them.
The juggler stated that he could, so the Trooper got three flares, lit them
and handed them to th e juggler.

While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind the patrol
car, a drunk good old boy, from S.C., got out and watched the performance
briefly, he then went over to the patrol car, opened the rear door and got
in.

The Trooper observed him doing this and went over to the patrol car, opened
the door and asked the drunk what he thought he was doing.

The drunk replied, "You might as well take my ass to jail, cause there's no
way in hell I can pass that test