A police officer had a perfect hiding place

A police officer thought he had the perfect hiding spot for catching speeders — a little curve on the highway where no driver could possibly see him until it was too late.

He parked there every holiday weekend, radar g*n ready, ticket pad open. Usually, it was easy money

But this Labor Day was different.
He waited thirty minutes — not one car was speeding. In fact, every single driver passed exactly at the speed limit. Some even waved and smiled as they went by.

He frowned. “That’s strange,” he muttered. “How are they all being so careful?”After another ten minutes of perfect law-abiding traffic, he got suspicious and stepped out to investigate.

He walked up the road about a hundred yards — and then he saw it.

There, standing by the shoulder, was a ten-year-old boy holding a big handmade sign that read:
“RADAR TRAP AHEAD.”

The officer sighed. “Well, that explains that.”

But it gets better.

Another hundred yards beyond his hiding spot stood another kid — this one with a sign that said:
“TIPS.”

And beside him?
A bucket full of cash and loose change.

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