The fist knocking on the door belonged to a cop. Bracing for the worst, the yard foreman opened the door.
"Is that yours?" asked the officer, pointing to a company van that was jutting out into the narrow street.
"Uhh, yes it is," said the foreman. "That is, it's our company's."
"Would you mind moving it?" asked the officer. "We've set up a speed trap, and the van's causing everyone to slow down."
Policeman: "Hey, you! You're crossing the street when the light says, 'Don’t Walk'!"
Pedestrian: "Sorry, officer, I thought it was an ad for the bus company."
A group of elementary school students were on a field trip to the local police station. Several of the children were fascinated by the wanted posters on the wall.
Little Johnny raised his hand and asked the police officer giving them the tour who the people on the wall were.
"Those are pictures of criminals we are looking for," answered the policeman. "We call those wanted posters."
Little Johnny looked puzzled. He raised his hand back up into the air. "Well," he wondered, "why didn't you just keep them when you took their pictures?"
Rummaging through her attic one day, my friend Carol found an old shotgun. Unsure how to dispose of it, she called her parents.
"Take it to the police station," her mother suggested. My friend was about to hang up when her mom added, "And, Carol?"
"Yes, mom?"
"Call them first and let them know you're coming."