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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Not mine but..
A work buddy of mine "Jon" was telling me a story of him and a few friends.
It goes like this:
They have a few beers, and decide to go to the pub, problem: not enough seats. Solution: Jon gets in the trunk of the car.
Caught speeding and for drunk driving everyone gets hauled to the station, except Jon, who spent 12 hours in the car on the side of a road where the cops left the car. He finally got out when the boys were let out.
( , Sun 25 Sep 2005, 9:35, Reply)
A work buddy of mine "Jon" was telling me a story of him and a few friends.
It goes like this:
They have a few beers, and decide to go to the pub, problem: not enough seats. Solution: Jon gets in the trunk of the car.
Caught speeding and for drunk driving everyone gets hauled to the station, except Jon, who spent 12 hours in the car on the side of a road where the cops left the car. He finally got out when the boys were let out.
( , Sun 25 Sep 2005, 9:35, Reply)
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