Ty was driving off to the mall when he sees a couple of lights flashing in his rear window.
It was that dick Officer John.
This 6'8" 250 pounds of pure muscle strutted up to his window and tapped on the it motioning him to roll down
his window.
You know what you did? Officer John asked him.
No sir what. Ty pretended to be impressed with the officer.
You didn't come to a complete stop at that stop sign.
I did too.
Well I say you didn't. Licence please.
Ty took out his licence and handed it to the officer.
Officer John when back to his car and wrote the ticket and when he came back had Ty sign it. That is going to
be about $250.
$250? for a freakin failure to stop at a stop sign which I know I stopped at.
Well you can fight it but I don't think that will do you any good.
Give me the ticket. Go eat your donuts.
I don't eat donuts.
Well you will now. Ty made a wish that for every dollar he owes for the ticket Officer John will go to a donut
shop and pig out on as many donuts as he can stuff in himself.
When Ty went to pay it the actual fee was much less than the $250 the officer said but Ty started mouthing off
and causing a scene raising his fee to close to $600.
Ty just smiled to himself as he paid the bill.
That day Officer John got a craving for donuts. Within six months Officer John's form had changed greatly and
by year's end he was able to play Santa without the extra padding he had used before. Officer John was
reassigned to work in the office and his stuffing continued though the 600th day and the size he was at that
point made it so that he was never going to be thin again.