A man is driving home from work one afternoon in Los Angeles, and gets stuck in unusally heavy traffic. He notices a police officer walking down the highway in between cars, so he rolls down his window and asks what is causing the hold-up.
The officer replies "O.J. just found out the verdict, and he's quite depressed. He's lying down in the middle of the highway and he's threatening to douse himself in gasoline and light himself on fire. He just doesn't have $8.5 million for the Goldmans. I'm walking from car to car, taking up a collection for him."
The man says, "Oh really? How much have you collected so far?"
The officer replies, "About ten gallons."