Taxi for the bloke with the large pupils!
One night up on the downs*, a free party was rudely halted by the boys in blue. So there were a couple of hundred wasted techno-hippies stumbling around and trying to work out how to get back into town.

My mate, famous throughout the land for poor decision-making skills and woeful lack of forethought, noticed a cop car preparing to leave, and blatantly attempted to cadge a lift back into town. Not surprisingly, they were less than helpful -- some might say downright rude.

Wavy lines to Monday morning, and our hero is wandering blurrily through a working day. Now it so happens that on this day he has to have a meeting which requires the presence of a representative from the police force.

You'll probably not be surprised to be told that the Police Officer who walks into the room was the same one who declined the offer to be a taxi driver, in the wee small hours of the day before...




* Note for mystified non-brits: "downs" are hills. No, I don't understand it either.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Fri 27 Jan 2012, 15:23, 3 replies)

I thought "downs" were mongs
but there you go
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Fri 27 Jan 2012, 16:00, closed)

So your story is 'hippies are thick'?

( BraynDedd Natasha Kaplinsky's labia majora, Fri 27 Jan 2012, 19:21, closed)

Here in Bristol, "the Downs" are large flat grassy areas where people play football and jog.
(tyrellsOwl, Mon 30 Jan 2012, 17:48, closed)