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Maclovio O'Malley, la Voz de los Vatos, was cruising down Central puffing on his pipe when he noticed a red light in his mirror.

"Oh, shit!" he thought.

He stuck the pipe in his glove compartment and waited nervously for the policeman to arrive. When he opened the window, the officer stepped back and started coughing.

"Have you been smoking marijuana?"

"No, sir."

"Please get out of the car and keep your hands at your sides."

Maclovio followed orders and stood as the policeman went through his car. Five minutes later he approached the political activist.

"You lied to me. You have been smoking marijuana, haven't you?"

"I'm guilty, sir, but if the president can tell big lies to save his ass, don't I have the right to tell small ones to save mine?"

The officer inspected the pipe closely. He stared at it as if his thinking had been distracted.

"When did you buy this? It looks brand new."

"It is new. I bought it last night. With the Coronavirus turning everyone living in fear of their own shadows, I don't want to be sharing a joint or a pipe with anyone. I decided I needed to carry my own, so I wouldn't find myself in that predicament."

"Are other pot smokers turning to the same strategy?"

"Yes, sir. In these troubled times, we need to take precautions in every aspect of our lives."

The officer nodded his head.

"I'm in a Colorado frame of mind," said the officer. "I'm going to give you a pass. I can appreciate good sense."

"That's very kind of you, sir."

"But I don't take kindly to individuals who don't learn a lesson and abuse their second chances. No more driving and smoking. You're in Texas and it's my duty to enforce the state's laws. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, sir. I can take care of business before I get behind the wheel."

"I am not interested in your personal life. Just understand me: No driving and smoking."

"I read you loud and clear, sir."

"Have a good day, sir."

"Likewise, sir. And thank-you very much."

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