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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the policea story a friend told me after he had wandered home rather drunkenly one night...
he was wandering home and found a cereal box full of newspapers sitting at the side of the road, and with memories of summers full of us sitting burning things in his garden, came to the conclusion it would be a good idea to set it on fire. in the middle of the road
sitting in his flat seconds later (a ground floor one, with the window on the street level) watching the box burning away happily when a motorist drives past, stops, spys him sitting watching and calls the police
que him scared shitless and hiding in his bed pretending to sleep when the police appear and start knocking on his door
he was still scared the next day that the police would reappear and question him (regardless of how easy it would have been to worm his way out of any blame - nobody saw anything apart from the guy finding him watching from his window, and you would watch if youfound a small fire in the middle of your road)
David
(, Fri 23 Sep 2005, 13:50, Reply)
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