Arizona DPS can kiss my ass.
Me: Oooh, a cop. Let’s take a picture. [^^^]
Cop: Oooh, an asshole with a camera. Let’s find a violation.
Me: Speed limit 55 mph; cruise control at 52 mph, bitch.
Cop: Cop computer, fucker. Step one – run plate for APBs and or possible transportation of doughnuts. Step 2 – follow this asshole for a couple of miles to see if he flinches. Or if he’s liquored up after the singles bar.
Me: Not my first time with a cop’s nose up my ass. Also, cruise control, bitch.
Cop: I’m bored.
*speeds off to find the next person to harass*
Me: Just like that speed trap in Wayland Michigan. Mustang with cruise 1, Cops 0. Dick.
Me: Thank Bo for up to date plates.