Impulse theft
A friend of mine's dad and two of his friends were stopped by the police for being drunk in the car on the way home from a rural pub near Nottingham. Back in those days drinking and driving was not illegal, merely unadvisable. They (driver included) were in fact so shit faced that the copper had to help the driver open the door, before taking his keys away.

So, stuck in the middle of nowhere, with a few miles to walk home, they plodded on. Until some bright spark pointed out a field of ponies. Of course! The ponies would take them home!

They unlatched the gate straddled 3 strapping (and very trusting) ponies. None of them could ride, and even if they could, they were so muntered they probably wouldn't stay on for long anyway. By some remarkable feat of brilliantness, they did manage to get all the way home, a full two miles or so.

The last they saw of the ponies was them wandering off into the night.
(Sir General ***WoW***, Thu 21 May 2009, 17:52, 1 reply)

The ponies would take them home!


I'm going to start using that at random junctures for the rest of the week.
(The Cats Twat, Thu 21 May 2009, 21:54, closed)