I witnessed a crime
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
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Grand Theft Auto : Reading
About 10 years ago I was walking through town on my merry way to lectures when I came across two Asian gentlemen trying to push start a car. I saw a chance to do my good deed for the day, “Need a hand?” I quipped as I joined the bloke at the rear of the car. We pushed for all our worth as his friend in the drivers seat turned the ignition key, dit-dit-dit-dit, dit-dit-dit-dit, dit-dit-dit-vruuum!
Hurrah! it started. The chap I had been pushing with gave me a nod of thanks, jumped in the passenger seat and they were away. I stood there basking in my own saintliness, that warm feeling of a good deed done, I had single handedly improved race AND student relations in Reading, I imagined those gentlemen discussing that helpful young man, nay, that good samaritan who had shown them that if we all work together in harmony we can achieve anything.
My self-reverence was broken by a man who looked and sounded just like Apu from the Simpsons, running down the middle of the street waving his arms and shouting, "That is my car! THAT IS MY CAR!"
Doh
( , Mon 18 Feb 2008, 13:23, 2 replies)
About 10 years ago I was walking through town on my merry way to lectures when I came across two Asian gentlemen trying to push start a car. I saw a chance to do my good deed for the day, “Need a hand?” I quipped as I joined the bloke at the rear of the car. We pushed for all our worth as his friend in the drivers seat turned the ignition key, dit-dit-dit-dit, dit-dit-dit-dit, dit-dit-dit-vruuum!
Hurrah! it started. The chap I had been pushing with gave me a nod of thanks, jumped in the passenger seat and they were away. I stood there basking in my own saintliness, that warm feeling of a good deed done, I had single handedly improved race AND student relations in Reading, I imagined those gentlemen discussing that helpful young man, nay, that good samaritan who had shown them that if we all work together in harmony we can achieve anything.
My self-reverence was broken by a man who looked and sounded just like Apu from the Simpsons, running down the middle of the street waving his arms and shouting, "That is my car! THAT IS MY CAR!"
Doh
( , Mon 18 Feb 2008, 13:23, 2 replies)
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