"Needless to say, I had the last laugh"
Celebrity autobiographies are filled to the brim with self-righteous tales of smug oneupmanship. So, forget you had any shame, grab a coffee and a croissant, and tell us your smug tales of when you got one over somebody.
Thanks to Ring of Fire for the suggestion
( , Thu 3 Feb 2011, 12:55)
Celebrity autobiographies are filled to the brim with self-righteous tales of smug oneupmanship. So, forget you had any shame, grab a coffee and a croissant, and tell us your smug tales of when you got one over somebody.
Thanks to Ring of Fire for the suggestion
( , Thu 3 Feb 2011, 12:55)
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Cops
I'm a competition shooter (yes, yes guns are bad, don't bother I've heard it all before) and as a consequence have a gun safe at home which is of the required type and bolted to the floor and to the wall.
Basically it's exactly what it should be and utterly immovable.
Even better, there's rarely anything in it, it's just in case there's a comp coming up and I have to leave early and can't be arsed going to the club first to pick up a gun.
So... a couple of weeks back the police arrive to do one of their semi-regular spot checks and this smug constable says:
"How thick is the metal on this safe, it has to be six mm. It doesn't look six mm. I may not be able to pass this."
"It's 8mm, it's from the police approved list, purchased from an approved supplier and it's already been inspected and passed before," I replied.
"Oh yeah, by who? I bet they didn't even check it properly," he says, already putting his clipboard away, clearly more than halfway to not issuing the approved notice.
So I rummage through the paperwork, pull out the last inspection notice and guess what? It was passed by the same guy who was standing there arguing.
So he passed it and went off grumbling.
( , Sun 6 Feb 2011, 23:40, Reply)
I'm a competition shooter (yes, yes guns are bad, don't bother I've heard it all before) and as a consequence have a gun safe at home which is of the required type and bolted to the floor and to the wall.
Basically it's exactly what it should be and utterly immovable.
Even better, there's rarely anything in it, it's just in case there's a comp coming up and I have to leave early and can't be arsed going to the club first to pick up a gun.
So... a couple of weeks back the police arrive to do one of their semi-regular spot checks and this smug constable says:
"How thick is the metal on this safe, it has to be six mm. It doesn't look six mm. I may not be able to pass this."
"It's 8mm, it's from the police approved list, purchased from an approved supplier and it's already been inspected and passed before," I replied.
"Oh yeah, by who? I bet they didn't even check it properly," he says, already putting his clipboard away, clearly more than halfway to not issuing the approved notice.
So I rummage through the paperwork, pull out the last inspection notice and guess what? It was passed by the same guy who was standing there arguing.
So he passed it and went off grumbling.
( , Sun 6 Feb 2011, 23:40, Reply)
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