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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So I flicked him a V. He was quite shocked at this, but then the guy behind him gave me a little nod and a sympathetic glance, and the rest of the van seemed to share this expression. I think possibly he's the cunt of the squad.
I also had a policeman type all the details of the death threat I once received. He insisted on typing three pages of MSN conversation even though I'd given him the URL I'd put the file at. Silly bugger.
(, Fri 23 Sep 2005, 20:49, Reply)
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