Breakin' The Law'I'd taken some mushrooms in a pub,' writes Allen Smithee, 'and things had got a bit odd. People turning into goblins, barstools into toadstools etc. I wandered off from my friends and found myself in a carpark. I noticed a huge liquorice allsort driving towards me and Bertie Basset got out. I kinda realised that Bertie was a policeman and my brain went into paranoid fast forward. I decided that I must be being arrested and said, "I'll just get in the back of your car, Officer" Bertie looked at me with disgust, "Not bleeding likely sunshine. Just piss off home ok?"'
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rob, Wed 7 Jan 2004, 20:34)
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Gun funFrom the "didn't happen to me, but funny nevertheless..." camp. I belonged to the rifle club at university. Generally this involved shooting .22 target rifles and pistols at a range in Reading, but occassionally we'd go to Bisley to the big range there and shoot big-boy rifles. One time one of the club members was driving to Bisley with the rifles in his boot. This club member also happened to be from Belfast. A copper pulled him over for having a dodgy brake light and put the accent together with the rifles in the boot and made "IRA gunman". He got released... eventually...
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shavedchimp something something oranges something, Thu 8 Jan 2004, 16:11,
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