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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A few weeks agoGot pissed as me and another workmate were leaving work the next day, and all the temps at this job had become good friends. After leaving the shitty club we had been at all night, where I had bumped into various people from my old secondary school (some better recieved than others), we found a shopping trolly in the middle of the high street. One of my mates got in it and I said I would push her home, and totally meant it. We got to the end of the high street and into the market square, where we decided to get an almost-not-food-burger. The police pulled up along side us. Those of us on the outside calmly walked away, and the girl inthe trolly calmly gotout and also walked away. The policeman driving then asked me where I got the trolly. I told him it came from the high street, and he made me return it to the same place I found it.
I know it's not that funny, I just like telling stories when I have them. I have a better one for when I have more time and a decent keyboard to type on in a couple of days.
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Styxx hates when people talk in the third person, Sat 24 Sep 2005, 2:59,
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