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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Oh, one more...
I used to live on a rather large and rather rough council estate in a certain steel-making city oop north (the estate used to be known as "Joyrider's Silverstone" by the residents) - so rough, that the average burglary rate on the estate was 10 A DAY. On the event of publishing these stats, the police chief said that "measures were being put in place" to deal with the problem.
The year after that? 15 burglaries a day. Buggers still upped the council tax, too.
( , Thu 22 Sep 2005, 21:18, Reply)
I used to live on a rather large and rather rough council estate in a certain steel-making city oop north (the estate used to be known as "Joyrider's Silverstone" by the residents) - so rough, that the average burglary rate on the estate was 10 A DAY. On the event of publishing these stats, the police chief said that "measures were being put in place" to deal with the problem.
The year after that? 15 burglaries a day. Buggers still upped the council tax, too.
( , Thu 22 Sep 2005, 21:18, Reply)
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