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Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeders, a state trooper sees a car puttering along at 22 miles per hour. He thinks to himself, "This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!"

So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over. Approaching the car, the trooper notices that there are five blondes - two in the front and three in the back of the vehicle. As he reaches the car, he notices the blondes are all middle-aged, as well as wide-eyed and white as ghosts.

Obviously confused, the driver says to him, "Officer, I don't understand. I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?"

"Ma'am," the officer replies, "you weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers."

"Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly - twenty-two miles an hour," the woman said proudly.

The state trooper, trying to contain a chuckle, explains to her that 22 is the route number, not the speed limit.

A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the trooper for pointing out her error.

"But before I let you go, Ma'am," the officer says, "I have to ask... Is everyone in this car okay? These women seem awfully shaken and they haven't muttered a single peep this whole time."

"Oh, they'll be all right in a minute, officer. We just got off Route 119."
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