
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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Wouldn't you rather at least have condidly honest bent coppers than the conventional types from the 70s?
Pinch of salt an all that. Calm down dear, he's only a constable. Etc.
( , Mon 26 Sep 2005, 15:10, Reply)
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