Little Victories
I recently received a £2 voucher from a supermarket after complaining vociferously about the poor quality of their own-brand Rich Tea biscuits, which I spent on more tasty, tasty biscuits. Tell us about your trivial victories that have made life a tiny bit better.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2011, 12:07)
I recently received a £2 voucher from a supermarket after complaining vociferously about the poor quality of their own-brand Rich Tea biscuits, which I spent on more tasty, tasty biscuits. Tell us about your trivial victories that have made life a tiny bit better.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2011, 12:07)
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Drugs? No officer.
I'm 19. I have long hair. I am flouncing down the street in Kingston Upon Thames. It is 1992. I have a cold. I blow my nose and put the snotty hanky in my pocket just as i turn a corner. A police van full of Met coppers are watching me. As i pass the van, one says, "Oi! Hippy..What did you just put in your pocket?". "A snotrag" i reply. "Empty your pockets" says he. I do. I hand him my very full snotrag. He opens it up , obviously hoping to find a kilo of cocaine. It's all my green snot. He tries to hand it me back. I say, "I don't want it" and walk off. All his copper mates are howling at him as he's left with a handful of my warm wet bogeyjuice. My finest hour.
( , Fri 11 Feb 2011, 0:30, 6 replies)
I'm 19. I have long hair. I am flouncing down the street in Kingston Upon Thames. It is 1992. I have a cold. I blow my nose and put the snotty hanky in my pocket just as i turn a corner. A police van full of Met coppers are watching me. As i pass the van, one says, "Oi! Hippy..What did you just put in your pocket?". "A snotrag" i reply. "Empty your pockets" says he. I do. I hand him my very full snotrag. He opens it up , obviously hoping to find a kilo of cocaine. It's all my green snot. He tries to hand it me back. I say, "I don't want it" and walk off. All his copper mates are howling at him as he's left with a handful of my warm wet bogeyjuice. My finest hour.
( , Fri 11 Feb 2011, 0:30, 6 replies)
hahaha
my neighbour was once bundled into the back of a police van because he was carrying a large suspicious package.
Turned out it was a bag of laundry he was taking to get washed.
( , Fri 11 Feb 2011, 9:02, closed)
my neighbour was once bundled into the back of a police van because he was carrying a large suspicious package.
Turned out it was a bag of laundry he was taking to get washed.
( , Fri 11 Feb 2011, 9:02, closed)
Nice, very funny!
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Although he probably had the last laugh by taking it down the station and entering your DNA on to their database ;)
( , Fri 11 Feb 2011, 9:11, closed)
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Although he probably had the last laugh by taking it down the station and entering your DNA on to their database ;)
( , Fri 11 Feb 2011, 9:11, closed)
An almost identical tale...
...a middle eastern friend of mine was caught putting his hands in his pockets by a copper who demanded to known what he was hiding.
My mate had a sweet tooth and was fond of kinder eggs. He told the constable the truth, he had a horse in his pocket.
After being given a stern lecture about taking the piss out of uniformed officers my mate takes a small plastic horse out of his pocket to show the man.
Suddenly there were crimes being commited elsewhere that meant the policeman had to dash off.
( , Sun 13 Feb 2011, 17:02, closed)
...a middle eastern friend of mine was caught putting his hands in his pockets by a copper who demanded to known what he was hiding.
My mate had a sweet tooth and was fond of kinder eggs. He told the constable the truth, he had a horse in his pocket.
After being given a stern lecture about taking the piss out of uniformed officers my mate takes a small plastic horse out of his pocket to show the man.
Suddenly there were crimes being commited elsewhere that meant the policeman had to dash off.
( , Sun 13 Feb 2011, 17:02, closed)
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