The PoliceSitting in my local pub late one night enjoying the landlord's flexible idea of what constitutes his licencing hours, a bunch of drunk blokes in raincoats burst in. Requesting to be served, one shouted at the barman "It's alright - we're not coppers!"
They were spitting images of Lt. Columbo to a man. The barman laughed them out of the pub.
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chthonic, Thu 22 Sep 2005, 10:12)
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CnutOut with my mates to celebrate K getting her first job. She was the only one pissed.
So we all get into the car, and a man we shall call Barney, for that is his name, is driving- Citroen AX GTI, curry box on wheels. For once we only have 5 of us in it; it all could have been much worse if we'd done the usual with me and K sat on the boys' laps in the back.
Screaming round the roundabout at 50, swerve into the dual carriageway- and copper pulls out behind us (this could have been expected as police station is on the corner). Pulled over. Barney asked to step out of the car.
Police gave him a talking to about 'driving like a cnut' while we sat and cacked ourselves in the car, while K is sat there going 'shall I show them my smurf [happy meal toy]'.
Hilarious and also scary; Barney was the only one of us with a car and if my parents found out that I was out with dangerous drivers at 17 they would have stopped me going anywhere, ever.
(, Thu 22 Sep 2005, 10:28, Reply)
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