The trooper then walks to the passenger side of the car, and taps on the window. The passenger rolls down his window and the trooper takes out his club and smacks the passenger across the face.
“What was that for?” asked the passenger.
“I know your kind,” says the trooper, “About two miles down the road you would have looked at your buddy and said ‘I wish that son of a bitch would have tried that crap with me!”‘