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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speaking of competitionsI had a mate who became a cop in my home town, which was ironic because he was a thief when I knew him. Anyway, the coppers there had a competition going on who could travel the furthest on their eight hour shift. They would head out in their chosen direction with lights and sirens and go hard for 4 hours. Then they'd take a photo of where they got to as proof. The pair who won had taken a plane which my mate john considered cheating. He said the big decision of most of his days was whether to have free mcdonalds or free kentucky fried chicken.
the local businesses started paying the police to turn up if their shop windows were broken, A few coppers lost their jobs in the scandal. it turned out that their quick police brains had decided 'why wait for criminals?' and started breaking the windows themselves to claim the money
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cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Fri 23 Sep 2005, 16:33,
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