Thanks to my dad for sending this over to me (I made a few changes to the narrative, though)...
A Louisiana state trooper pulled a car over on Interstate 10 just west of Lake Charles. When the trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver said he was a magician and juggler and was on his way to Baton Rouge to do a show with the Shrine Circus and he didn't want to be late.
The trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling and asked if the driver would do a little juggling for him and then he wouldn't give him a ticket.
The juggler told the trooper he had sent his equipment ahead and didn't have anything to juggle. The trooper said he had some flares in his trunk and asked if he could juggle them. The juggler said he could, so the trooper got the five flares, lit them and handed them to the juggler.
While the man was juggling, a car pulled in behind the patrol car. A drunken good ol' boy from a neighboring parish got out, watched the performance and then went over to the patrol car, opened the rear door and got in.
The trooper observed the man and went over to his patrol car, opened the door and asked the drunk what he was doing.
The drunk replied, "You might as well take me to jail, 'cuz there ain't no way I can pass that test."