No better than the rest of us
A guy I know was the manager of a petrol station. Early one christmas morning, he was called out of bed by the police on the phone, telling him that someone had smashed the window of the station shop, and he needed to come down to tell them what had been stolen.

Staggering blearily back to work - on the one day that it wasn't open, of course - he surveyed the shelves. "Looks like three bottles of whiskey have been taken, and maybe four large boxes of cigarettes."

"OK," said the police officer, reaching for a couple of the remaining whiskey bottles, "So that was five bottles of whiskey, wasn't it sir, and I believe you said six boxes of cigarettes?"
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 13 Nov 2013, 10:24, 6 replies)

Hahaha
I like this
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Wed 13 Nov 2013, 11:42, closed)

More or less the same thing happened to an uncle of mine when his shop was broken into.
( Vambo, Wed 13 Nov 2013, 12:52, closed)

A similar thing happened to me when I was sexually molested.

( Muns, Wed 13 Nov 2013, 13:20, closed)

Good job nobody got raped.

(oneinthepink is at your cervix m'lady, Wed 13 Nov 2013, 14:33, closed)

Was he tempted to punch the cop?
Or wasn't he a nonce?
(bad_advice QOTW survivor from the first trollocost!, Thu 14 Nov 2013, 8:52, closed)

I feel so cheap now

(bad_advice QOTW survivor from the first trollocost!, Thu 14 Nov 2013, 8:52, closed)