The Police
Sitting 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.
( , Thu 22 Sep 2005, 10:12)
Sitting 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.
( , Thu 22 Sep 2005, 10:12)
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Guns and the Police
I run a armoury company , so deal with the police a fair bit. It also seems to be, that every time i go through london and they have the dogs etc at the station, is always the time when i have a few spent rounds in a pocket, the occasional grenade ;-) or gunpowder on my hands which the dogs love.
Story however is from way back when i was a local cadet. We were doing a excercise in the local park round the back of the units. with FLW's (f'ing lump of wood in the shape of a gun) The problem was, that i was winter and it was dark. Cant remember the scenario but i was looking for two people.
I saw two silouhettes on the footpah, i combat rolled down to the path and pointed my FLW straight at them , lo and behold it was two old ladies out for a walk. so i said sorry and rolled off into the undergrowth,
about ten minutes later the entire park was covered by S019 and a helicopter going overhead.
Bit of a wrist slapping that night.
( , Thu 22 Sep 2005, 13:46, Reply)
I run a armoury company , so deal with the police a fair bit. It also seems to be, that every time i go through london and they have the dogs etc at the station, is always the time when i have a few spent rounds in a pocket, the occasional grenade ;-) or gunpowder on my hands which the dogs love.
Story however is from way back when i was a local cadet. We were doing a excercise in the local park round the back of the units. with FLW's (f'ing lump of wood in the shape of a gun) The problem was, that i was winter and it was dark. Cant remember the scenario but i was looking for two people.
I saw two silouhettes on the footpah, i combat rolled down to the path and pointed my FLW straight at them , lo and behold it was two old ladies out for a walk. so i said sorry and rolled off into the undergrowth,
about ten minutes later the entire park was covered by S019 and a helicopter going overhead.
Bit of a wrist slapping that night.
( , Thu 22 Sep 2005, 13:46, Reply)
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