A highway cop stops a little old lady whom he noticed driving over the speed limit.
Cop: Ma'am, you were speeding. May I see your driver's license?
Little old lady: I don't have one. It was suspended the last time I was caught speeding.
Cop: Ma'am, please show me the car's registration.
Little old lady: The car isn't mine. I stole it.
Cop: The car is stolen?
Little old lady: Yes, but I believe the registration is in the glovebox. I saw it there after I put my gun in the glovebox.
Cop: You have a gun in the glovebox, ma'am?
Little old lady: Yes, sir. I put it there after I killed the car's owner and I stuffed her body in the car's trunk.
Cop: You are carrying a corpse in the trunk, ma'am?
Little old lady: Yes, sir.
The cop calls for backup and warns the little old lady not to move until his backup arrives.
The backup arrives, and the high-ranked police officer in charge asks the little old lady: May I see your driver's license, ma'am?
Little old lady: Sure, officer, here it is.
Police Officer: Who does this car belong to, ma'am?
Little old lady: It belongs to me. Here's the registration.
Police Officer: Please open the glovebox, slowly, ma'am, so we may verify that your gun is there.
Little old lady: Sure, officer. (She does so, but there's no gun in the glovebox.)
Police Officer: Would you please step out, ma'am, very slowly, and open your car's trunk ?
Little old lady: Sure, officer. (She opens the trunk. There isn't a body in it.)
Police Officer: I don't understand. My subordinate called in and reported you didn't have a driver's license or car registration, you admitted the car was stolen, you had a gun in the glovebox, and you said you were carrying a corpse in the trunk.
Little old lady: I bet the lying son-of-a-b*tch told you I was speeding, too !