TWOC
My ex's brother Mike is a lovely guy but got into some stupid situations when he was a teenager. One night at the age of 17, his parents went off overnight to a boozy party some 40 miles distant, leaving him home alone. Also home was his dad's brand new company car, a BMW 320.

Temptation proved too great, and very quickly Mike found himself and two mates razzing down a back lane in the beast. And very soon after that he found himself upside down in a field. All three lads crawled out of the wreckage, and as they were not far from home, dispersed back to their homes.

Imagine how the miserable lad felt as he went back into the empty house. He decided to pick up the phone and call his dad to break the news, not entirely honestly. "Your car's been stolen" he told his slightly tipsy dad. "WHAT? Have you rung the police?" was the reply. So dutifully Mike reported the 'theft' to the police and waited for them to turn up.

Of course, when the fuzz arrived they took one look at the state of Mike (cuts, bruises and his ragged shirt still on) and immediately twigged what was afoot. Pitifully Mike led them to the wreck. Apparently they'd never seen a crash so bad without a fatality - the car now resembled a borg cube. It transpired that Mike had hit a gatepost, a tree stump and a low stone wall at around 70mph, performing a couple of flips over a hedge into its final resting place. Time to ring Dad again, sobbing. "I stole it, Dad"....

Somehow though he was not charged with anything, and even though he wasn't insured, his Dad eventually got issued a new company car, but it was a lot less swanky than the Beemer. So if anyone got punished, it was his Dad. However, two weeks after the crash, things had finally calmed down enough for Mike to let his parents know that his arm REALLY hurt and could they go to hospital please. Turns out it had multiple fractures and he'd just been too ashamed to cause any more upset at the time.

What a silly sausage!
(zootius, Sun 25 Apr 2010, 13:24, Reply)