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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Ive had a fair few run-ins with coppers in various parts of the globe. I once was held at gunpoint in Grand chenier, lousiana, (flattened by the last hurricane) with a van full of drugs for what turned out to be a minor indecent exposure - my mate had been seen pissing on a tree earlier that morning. They never searched the van, thank fuck! Have been pulled over in my uni days with a back seat full of chemistry apparatus Id stolen mainly for use as beer glasses, but unfortunately was sitting with a bong and jar of grass. I was detained by the Swiss Guard for kicking a football(australian) inside the vatican. I even worked for 2 years developing e-learning for UK coppers, coming to work with 1500 cops in uniform everyday took a bit of getting used to. I just rehashed there offline bullshit. eg. in Misuse of Drugs module: "LSD causes drowsiness" (sure...after 8 hours of heavy tripping!).
The funniest cops I saw were the ones when I was working in a remote mining town in Western Australia. Fair play to them there was 3 coppers responsible for an area the size of Spain (but with less people than Kings Lynn). One of them, Macca, used to drive the three hours to drink at the mine, as the the beer was only a dollar a can (about 40p). He tended to drink by himself but sometimes I'd chat with him and he was a good laugh. He'd start at 5 and get gradually wasted. I'd sometimes go down the dirt track he drove in on the next morning, and I'd regularly see his cop car about 100m off the road somewhere along the way, sometimes in ditch or against the trees. He'd pass out at the wheel and the car would just drift of the road until it naturally came to a stop. I went for my licence with him. I failed the eye test and got one question right on the theory. For the test he had me drive him one block to the bottle shop so he could buy a carton of beer. I 'm now licenced to drive anything from buses to 500 ton dump trucks. Look out!
( , Fri 23 Sep 2005, 16:09, Reply)
Ive had a fair few run-ins with coppers in various parts of the globe. I once was held at gunpoint in Grand chenier, lousiana, (flattened by the last hurricane) with a van full of drugs for what turned out to be a minor indecent exposure - my mate had been seen pissing on a tree earlier that morning. They never searched the van, thank fuck! Have been pulled over in my uni days with a back seat full of chemistry apparatus Id stolen mainly for use as beer glasses, but unfortunately was sitting with a bong and jar of grass. I was detained by the Swiss Guard for kicking a football(australian) inside the vatican. I even worked for 2 years developing e-learning for UK coppers, coming to work with 1500 cops in uniform everyday took a bit of getting used to. I just rehashed there offline bullshit. eg. in Misuse of Drugs module: "LSD causes drowsiness" (sure...after 8 hours of heavy tripping!).
The funniest cops I saw were the ones when I was working in a remote mining town in Western Australia. Fair play to them there was 3 coppers responsible for an area the size of Spain (but with less people than Kings Lynn). One of them, Macca, used to drive the three hours to drink at the mine, as the the beer was only a dollar a can (about 40p). He tended to drink by himself but sometimes I'd chat with him and he was a good laugh. He'd start at 5 and get gradually wasted. I'd sometimes go down the dirt track he drove in on the next morning, and I'd regularly see his cop car about 100m off the road somewhere along the way, sometimes in ditch or against the trees. He'd pass out at the wheel and the car would just drift of the road until it naturally came to a stop. I went for my licence with him. I failed the eye test and got one question right on the theory. For the test he had me drive him one block to the bottle shop so he could buy a carton of beer. I 'm now licenced to drive anything from buses to 500 ton dump trucks. Look out!
( , Fri 23 Sep 2005, 16:09, Reply)
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