Knowing the characters involved, I believe this story to contain not one, but two ... shreds of truth. It actually occurred in a small town, where everybody knew everybody. It could not happen today, nor could it happen in a bigger town. No names have been changed, for the Statutes of Laughter have no applicable limitations here.
One warm summer's eve, many years ago, a friend put a lawn chair in the back of his brother's pickup, climbed in and sat, facing out the back, his fishing pole in hand. On the end of his fishing line was .... an ear of corn.
About midnight, the town being "dead", they drove slowly past the town cop, dragging that ear of corn, bouncing and skittering 50 feet behind them. The officer 'took the bait', followed them, and turned on his overheads. The boys dutifully pulled over. The officer got out of the car, bent over and picked up the ear of corn ....
And John started "reeling him in".
"Mister Miller, just what do you think you're doing?"
"Fishing for pigs, Sir; and I just caught one, too!"
The officer wrote them a ticket for littering.
Their Mom worked at the police department. She said "Boys, I wish you wouldn't do these things, but this one has simply got to go to court!"
Late one afternoon, it did.
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In court, both sides presented their stories.
His body convulsing, the judge put his face down in his arms. After recovering a semblance of composure he sat up and said, through tears of laughter, "Officer, you have just got to go out and get - your - self - a - sense - of - humor! Case Dismissed! Now Get Out'a Here!