Wiggling, digging & Mud Fights

Q: Write about a time you were pulled over

When the police officer came to my window and peered through he saw three 16 year old girls covered in mud, sitting in a car with plastic garbage bags covering all the floors and seats.

My friends and I were on our way back to Rexburg after working in Spud Harvest in Ririe for a week. It was raining our last few hours of work, and since we had to stand in it anway and pull dirt clods, rotten potatoes and other unidentifiable objects off a conveyor belt, we decided we might as well make the most of it. SO we had a giant mud fight. Now as I sat here with the flash light in my face smelling terrible and looking crazy I thought it might not have been the best idea.

"Evening ladies," he said, as he took in the strange sight, and definitely noticed the strange smell. "Do you know why I pulled you over?"

I had no idea actually, since I was going the speed limit and hadn't been throwing strange objects out of my vehicle.

"You're car was wiggling," the officer explained after my response. "May I see your liscense and registration please?"

Wiggling? Well that cleared that up... How does your car wiggle? But I pulled out my registration for him all the same. It was about this time it dawned on me that he suspected we were drunk, so I tried to explain to him why we were covered in filth, and that my 'wiggling' car was just because it was dark and I couldn't see the road as well.Then I realized that my liscense was packed in my duffle which was in the trunck. He had to follow me to my trunck and watched as I dug throw my bag: filthy clothes, underwear and all untill I found my liscense.

When all was deemed exceptable, and I had apparently passed the walk-in-a-straight-line-test as I walked to my trunck, he let me off without a ticket (maybe he thought the mud was just hindering my steering ability) and told us not to rock out so much. So we turned our 'rock out' music, aka The Fray down. Man, we sure knew how to party...