I Don't Lie to a Cop

So, I was pulled over for speeding a while back. My son, then 6, was in the backseat. I was tired, and anxious to get home, and got a little heavy with the gas pedal. So naturally when I saw flashing lights in my rear view mirror, I knew exactly why I was being pulled over.

"Well, shit," says me.

"What's he doing, Mom?"

"Well, I broke the law, so the cop has to pull me over. He'll also run my driver's license through his computer to make sure I'm not an escaped drooling psychopath."

"Then what?"