Franklin , Tennessee - BVD Bloggtographer was seen on the scene while The Franklin Police Special Tactical Ticketing For Traffic Enforcement Unit was on the clock , writing tickets for unlawful vehicle operations , inside The Franklin City limits and getting to see what "you" don't get2.
BVD was allowed special privileges to observe a specially designed , specialized radar unit being used by professionally trained professionals , from the side of a remotely used and seldom seen road.
Officer Goober : See these little red numbers? This tells us how fast a vehicle is traveling.
BVD : They sure are small and I'm having trouble reading them in this bright sunlight.
Goober : Yeah , butt , being professionals , we learn how to get past these little problems
BVD : Hmmm , 48 in a 45 speed zone. That's not very fast around here. Is this a ticket?
Goober : It sure is and I'm not going to be sorry about it either. You have some really good eyes there , BVD. Hey Bob (points at an old Ford truck) get 'em!
Bob : OK boss.
BVD : Oh wow , hey look at that would ya. 59 in a 45. I'll bet they are going to make your day
Goober : Hi George(watches a new BMW drive by and waves at the driver)
Goerge : (smiles at Officer Goober waving a beer can and drives on by)
BVD : (looks on dumbfounded) Don't they get a ticket?
Goober : Of course not silly. See these other cars? We can't possibly write everyone a ticket , now can we?
BVD : Butt , there's no one else around at the moment. What other cars are you talking about?
Goober : Don't worry , they'll be here , believe me , they'll be here. There's always more cars coming along. Always.
BVD : Oh WOOOOOW! Like , Holy Cow Batman , 71 in a 45 speed zone. You are right , they would be here. Would you look at that would ya! This guy has gotta be a crazy lunatic driving that fast around here!
Goober : Yeah (smiling) just look at him , would ya. (a sports car roars up and stops in a thick cloud of dust) Hi Bill
Bill : (jumping out of the car) Hi Baby , ready for lunch?
Goober : You bet cha(grinning more)
Bill : (slaps her butt and opens the car door) then get in Bitch(both are laughing)
BVD : (looks on , purplexed) Hey , ummmmm. Are'nt you going to write him a ticket?
Goober : Uh , noooo. Hmmm , why would I do that? (sitting in the car ass Bill smiles and guns the gas)
Bob : Hey , later dude (gets in his patrol car and leaves)
BVD : Yep , it's lunch time all right (talking to himself while standing alone on the side of the remote road. There's no other car to be seen)Hmmmm , and it's only 9 o'clock. Yeah. Lunch time. Riiiiiight!
