How baby police cars are made

It’s not really my joke. An acquaintance of mine calls this Brookfield Police “mating ritual” one of his pet peeves.

Comments

  1. Dear Lorax, when you get your head out of the gutter you are welcome to make comments to the blog again.

  2. The Lorax says:

    Hey, it’s the same as a “mating ritual” you mention.

  3. Mating rituals are worthy of anthropological study. Though your description might well be included in that study, the term isn’t gonna be on this blog for now.

  4. BrkfldDad says:

    Lorax didn’t call this makin’ bacon did he?

  5. The Lorax says:

    No, but I almost made the classic “dirty joke.”

    Two pigs fall in the mud.

    And three come outta the mud.

    🙂

  6. No – it was a little more karma sutra than that.

  7. The Lorax says:

    Freudian slip? Or did you mean to say karma?

  8. No Lorax, I just got it wrong.

    We’re kind of out of my league here.

  9. Anthony says:

    Frequently happens everywhere when cops have nothing else to do, and just want to chat.

  10. My tax dollars at work. 😉