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My last word on deer jackin'-promise

The Canadian pulled to the side of the road past the Pryce intersection, where seconds before he had ignored and slowly rolled through a stop sign.

Sheriff Marshall Buker, slowed and pulled to a quiet stop behind the Canadian, got out of his station wagon, ripped away duct tape that held the flashlight (he flicked on and off when he chased after somebody), secure on the roof above his head, flicked it on, pointed it toward the Canadian's car, and meandered to the driver's door.

He clicked his pointer finger's nail on the driver's window and motioned the driver to roll it down. When the window was fully down, Marshall gave a slight wave and chirped, "Hoi!"

The Canadian stared at Marshall. Marshall commenced with protocol.

"Can I see your license, registration, 'surance card please?"

The Canadian gathered and handed Marshall the documents. Marshall shoved the flashlight into his armpit, tilted it's beam toward the documents, and checked them. He handed them back to the driver and began.

"Y, y, you got any idea why I pulled you over?"

"Ah, no sir," the Canadian said.

"You didn't stop at the stop sign back aire."

"Ah, no sir, but I slowed d ... "

"You didn't stop at the stop sign back aire."

"Ah no sir, but it's very late, nothing was coming, so I slowed dow..."

"You didn't stop at the stop sign back aire."

"Sir, I'm not from here, and I came to the intersection, checked carefully both ways, was positively sure nothing at all was coming, so I slo..."

"You didn't stop at the stop sign back aire."

The Canadian became agitated. "Sir, you and I are the only ones up in this town tonight. If you'd listen ... I came to intersection, checked carefully both ways, hand on a bible, mothers name to God, I saw that nothing at all was coming, so I slowed down and proceeded through." The Canadian's temper rose to the brim and he punctuated his final point by hitting the heel of his right hand on the steering wheel. "What's the difference?"

Marshall flipped his flashlight around and started rapping the flatlander over top the head, "Well, do you want me to stop? Or do you want me to slow down?"

Rusty DeWees tours Vermont and Northern New York with his act "The Logger." His column appears weekly. He can be reached at rustyd@pshift.com. Listen for The Logger, Rusty DeWees, Thursdays at 7:40 on the Big Station, 98.9 WOKO or visit his website at www.thelogger.com

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