A guy is driving in a 100 km/h zone when he spots a speed camera ahead. So he drops his speed back to 90, and drives on past.
*FLASH*
The guy thinks to himself "Bullshit. My speedo must be out", so he does a u-turn and cruises back past it at 80.
*FLASH*
"Get stuffed!! Bloody speed camera must be dodgy", so he does another u-turn and cruises back past it at 70.
*FLASH*
"Oh, I've had enough of this crap" he says, and procedes to pull over and go across to the speed camera van and knock on the window.
The copper inside cranks to window down and says "Yeah? Can I help you" to which the driver replies "Didn't they teach you how to set up a speed camera in police school? I have driven past 3 bloody times, each time under the 100 km/h limit, and three friggin' times that bastard has flashed me! I wasn't speeding the first time, I damn sure wasn't speeding the second time and I sure as hell wasn't speeding the third time!!!"
"I know you weren't sir, but I have three really great photo's of a moron not wearing a seatbelt!"
The very existance of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, 'You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to do it.
if you pay for fuel, ill drive up and drive you around in the bmw. assuming your(hopefully hot) date rides shotgun, and you get the boot, dont worry, its well ventilated if ur dates not so, you can share the boot