While on the road yesterday, Sylvia and I felt the call of nature. I sped up a little in search of relief. It occurred to me that if a police officer pulled us over for speeding, the conversation might go like this:
"Sir, you're 15 kph over the limit."
"I know, I'm so sorry. My wife and I really need to pee..."
"Sir, what's worse; peeing your pants or killing yourselves in a car crash?"
"You're right, of course. You'd be dead and you'd probably pee and poo yourself anyway."
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