The officer walked to Ron's car. "I need to see your driver’s license."
Ron clenched his teeth. "What's wrong, Officer?"
Shining a flashlight in Ron's face, the officer replied, "You were going 50 in a 35." The officer took his license.
"I clocked you with my radar."
Ron's face turned red. "You're an idiot."
"I am doing my job; you broke the law. You don't need to treat me like that."
Inhaling deeply, the officer opened the car door. "Get out of the car now!"
Yanking Ron out of the car, the officer said, "You're under arrest."
The next day Ron's brother, Ross, bailed him out of jail.
Ross glared at Ron. "What did you do?"
Grunting, Ron lowered his head. "I was arrested for disorderly conduct."
"What do you mean?" Ross rolled his eyes.
Ron sank into his car seat. "I called an officer an idiot."
As he started the car and drove away, Ross' muscles throbbed on his forehead . "You shot your mouth off again!"
Ron waved both of his hands. "He was an idiot!"
Ross shook his head. "I hope the media doesn't get wind of this. The mayor's brother arrested."
Ron glared at Ross. "I'll say what I want, I don't care what people think of me."
"I care about our name. I want to run for governor, and you're destroying our name." Refusing to look his brother in the eye, Ross turned his head.
Ron snorted. "I don't care about the Humphry name."
Ross guffawed, "This doesn't surprise me. You're divorced; the family doesn’t want to have anything to do with you. You've been fired three times."
Groaning, Ron slapped his leg. "Don't remind me."
"Ron, when we were little, we asked Jesus into our hearts. I have lived my life to serve him, and the Lord opened the door for me to be a public servant. You teach Sunday school, and should be ashamed of yourself. You're an embarrassment to the family. Learn to deal with your temper!"
Ron glared at Ross. "What about your sin?"
Throwing his right hand into the air, Ross sneered. "What sin?"
"You're a liar! Said you wouldn't raise taxes, and then you did!"
"We had a budget shortfall; I didn't have a choice." Ross sighed.
They pulled into the Ron's driveway. "I'd rather have a temper than be a liar."
Ron stormed out of the car and slammed the door.
Ross vaulted out of his car seat. "I'm not a liar!"
Ron shoved Ross. "Go home you idiot!” Ron walked away.
Kicking his tire, Ross slammed the door, and squealed his tires when he drove away.
About a half mile later, an officer pulled Ross over. "I need to see you license. You were doing 55 in a 30."
Ross's clenched his teeth. "Do you know who I am?"
The officer shrugged. "I don't care if you're running for governor. You broke the law."
Ross punched his steering wheel. "Moron!"
The officer opened the car door. "Get out of the car, and put your hands behind your back!"
Later, Ross's lawyer was able to get the charges dropped. He called his brother Ron. "Hey Ron, how would you like to go to anger management classes? After I left you, I blew my stack and was arrested. I guess we both are hurting the family name."
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