I once fake-cried my way out of a speeding ticket on a lonely two lane highway in Northern Michigan. It was Christmas Eve, I was the only car on the road, and it was snowing like a motherf*cker. Snow or no snow, I wanted to get home. There was a ham with pineapple slices on it waiting for me there. I grew up driving on snow and ice, and going 15 miles over the speed limit was not a problem. The cop pulled me over, and in the time it took him to walk up to my window, I turned on the water-works. I can't remember which family member I told him was in the hospital, but he sympathized and let me go with a warning.

I don't know why I'm telling you all this. Oh yeah, this video. This woman's technique, um, it rarely works. I think it's probably best to stick to good ole fashioned tears...