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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Pie Officer?
After drinking at home all day I decided to go to the Gabba greyhounds to drink more. I met a friend Justin, a chronic desperate gambler. He borrowed some money and said he would bring me something back from the bar. Good I thought, an ice cold can of beer for each hand. Not exactly. He bought me a pie. This was unacceptable the pie was red hot. I could not hold it so I threw it over my shoulder, unleashing a barrage of abuse as I did so. Said red hot pie landed on the neck and shoulder of one of the biggest, meanest Queensland coppers I had seen. he flicked it off, grabbed me and led me away. Back at the Woolloongabba station he punched me in the guts, the hardest shot I have ever received, just about through to my spine. I deserved it. I was released 3 hours later.
( , Fri 23 Sep 2005, 15:28, Reply)
After drinking at home all day I decided to go to the Gabba greyhounds to drink more. I met a friend Justin, a chronic desperate gambler. He borrowed some money and said he would bring me something back from the bar. Good I thought, an ice cold can of beer for each hand. Not exactly. He bought me a pie. This was unacceptable the pie was red hot. I could not hold it so I threw it over my shoulder, unleashing a barrage of abuse as I did so. Said red hot pie landed on the neck and shoulder of one of the biggest, meanest Queensland coppers I had seen. he flicked it off, grabbed me and led me away. Back at the Woolloongabba station he punched me in the guts, the hardest shot I have ever received, just about through to my spine. I deserved it. I was released 3 hours later.
( , Fri 23 Sep 2005, 15:28, Reply)
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