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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PC Pervert
A few years after I had left school I was bored and needed a laugh. For some strange reason I thought it would be a great idea to fax lesbian porn to my old school.
So on the 'net I go looking for a suitable picture. I found one I liked, printed it out, stuck it in the fax machine and dialed the number found in the phone book.
Next day I came home from college and found a card that had been put through my letter box from PC so-and-so saying that 'he believed I could help him in his enquiries'. What the feck I thought forgetting what I had done the previous day.
Next morning at about 7 my mum comes bursting in waking me up in almost in histerics saying that the police are here to see me. So I go downstairs and theres a police man in the kitchen who says 'have you a grudge against auchmuty high school?' Well yeah it's a shithole but thinking probably best just say 'no'. He then holds up a piece of paper in an evidence bag containing a black and white print out of 2 lesbians necking and says 'whats this?' I about shat and made up a pathetic excuse of 'oh that, it was supposed to go to my friend as a joke' which he believed! He said he told the lady at the school that it was probably a mistake but she was pretty upset about it and I have to apologise to her. On the way out he asks 'can you tell me where you get those pictures from?' Not that I told him, he could look on the 'net himself, pervert.
It seems I had forgotten that when you send a fax your name and phone number appear in very small print at the top of every page.
I wrote an apology to the lady at the school and faxed it to her just to be wide.
( , Fri 23 Sep 2005, 16:39, Reply)
A few years after I had left school I was bored and needed a laugh. For some strange reason I thought it would be a great idea to fax lesbian porn to my old school.
So on the 'net I go looking for a suitable picture. I found one I liked, printed it out, stuck it in the fax machine and dialed the number found in the phone book.
Next day I came home from college and found a card that had been put through my letter box from PC so-and-so saying that 'he believed I could help him in his enquiries'. What the feck I thought forgetting what I had done the previous day.
Next morning at about 7 my mum comes bursting in waking me up in almost in histerics saying that the police are here to see me. So I go downstairs and theres a police man in the kitchen who says 'have you a grudge against auchmuty high school?' Well yeah it's a shithole but thinking probably best just say 'no'. He then holds up a piece of paper in an evidence bag containing a black and white print out of 2 lesbians necking and says 'whats this?' I about shat and made up a pathetic excuse of 'oh that, it was supposed to go to my friend as a joke' which he believed! He said he told the lady at the school that it was probably a mistake but she was pretty upset about it and I have to apologise to her. On the way out he asks 'can you tell me where you get those pictures from?' Not that I told him, he could look on the 'net himself, pervert.
It seems I had forgotten that when you send a fax your name and phone number appear in very small print at the top of every page.
I wrote an apology to the lady at the school and faxed it to her just to be wide.
( , Fri 23 Sep 2005, 16:39, Reply)
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