A man is on his way home from work one afternoon in L.A.

Hes stopped in traffic and thinks, Wow, this traffic seems worse than usual; were not even moving.

He notices a police officer walking down the highway in between the cars, so he rolls down his window and says, Excuse me, officer, whats the hold-up?

O.J. just found out the verdict, and hes all depressed. Hes lying down in the middle of the highway and hes threatening to douse himself in gasoline and light himself on fire. He just doesnt have $8.5 million for the Goldmans. Im walking around taking up a collection for him.

The man says, Oh really, how much have you collected so far.

The officer replies, So far, ten gallons.