...scary mother
Where I grew up has bugger all to do if you're too young to drink, and too skint to have a decent computer, so I used to hang around in a group (we didn't have 'gangs', 'crews' or 'massives' back then) of mates. This is the tale of the night I got pinched told from two perspectives.. first, my mates (or more accurately, like-minded scrotes)...

One night, we were hanging around the off license chatting and minding are own business, when a police van hammered around the corner and screeched to a halt next to the group, two officers exited the van, grabbed BulldogUgly, and bundled him into the back of the van without saying a word.

"What's e'done" shouted one of the braver lads, still keeping his distance from the menacing looking officers of the law.

"Lads," sighs the smallest of the officers "We can't tell you, but we'd advise you not to go upsetting him when he gets out... specially if he's near sharp objects"

With that, they drove away... we didn't see Bulldog for a few weeks, and when we did, he wouldn't explain what had happened....

From my mothers point of view.... To her two police friends in the garage one night...

"You know what will be funny?"

nuff said? :-S
( BulldogUgly Visit my profile to see what's between my legs, Tue 16 Feb 2010, 13:30, 3 replies)

I take it...
...that your mum didn't approve of your choice of compatriots? :)
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Tue 16 Feb 2010, 14:55, closed)

Your Mum is genius
*click*
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 16 Feb 2010, 15:22, closed)

This
It's exactly the sort of thing I'd do to one of my (hypothetical) kids if they pissed me off.
( MatJ LOOK, Tue 16 Feb 2010, 19:48, closed)