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Cap guns and armed police
One weekend at university, several of my female housemates were having a Charlie's Angels theme night at the union. They got some cap guns from the local toy shop to complete the look. The following afternoon they guys decided to take the guns with us to the pub (Back of Beyond in Reading) in a Beastie Boys Sabotage video homage. All was good, we hit the pub, got bladdered and thought nothing of it. My mate even left his gun on the seat in the pub before remembering and rushing back to slip it into his waistband. No harm no foul, or so we thought.

The following weekend, i had a mate down, so we went to the same pub and ordered some food. To set the scene, i was in a gothy punk stage with bright red hair, and eye makeup, typical uni twat. He was at Oxford and looked like it. To our amusement whilst eating two armed police strolled in and went to the back of the pub. Then two more came in and went to the side exit. Finally two more in came in, i settled back to watch some poor bastard get his comeuppance when i noticed to my horror they were walking to us. They asked me and my mate to stand up then frogmarched us out the side door. I was shitting myself, i literally had no idea what was going on. They asked us questions about drugs abd who we were. It was only when they asked if we were armed, that my mind slowly began to grasp the horror of what was going on. I blurted out the truth. The bemused expression on the officer's face gave away his belief of my story, and after 10 minutes further explanation let us return to the pub. The barmaid looked apologetic and she explained that the police had been looking for me for over a week and that she had immediately contacted them on our arrival. I ordered several stiff drinks and tried to laugh it off.

Not gonna lie, it was terrifying. My housemates all wet themselves when i returned home. Cunts. Armed police are scary.
(Tue 10th May 2011, 10:30, More)