Breakin' The Law
'I'd taken some mushrooms in a pub,' writes Allen Smithee, 'and things had got a bit odd. People turning into goblins, barstools into toadstools etc. I wandered off from my friends and found myself in a carpark. I noticed a huge liquorice allsort driving towards me and Bertie Basset got out. I kinda realised that Bertie was a policeman and my brain went into paranoid fast forward. I decided that I must be being arrested and said, "I'll just get in the back of your car, Officer" Bertie looked at me with disgust, "Not bleeding likely sunshine. Just piss off home ok?"'
( , Wed 7 Jan 2004, 20:34)
'I'd taken some mushrooms in a pub,' writes Allen Smithee, 'and things had got a bit odd. People turning into goblins, barstools into toadstools etc. I wandered off from my friends and found myself in a carpark. I noticed a huge liquorice allsort driving towards me and Bertie Basset got out. I kinda realised that Bertie was a policeman and my brain went into paranoid fast forward. I decided that I must be being arrested and said, "I'll just get in the back of your car, Officer" Bertie looked at me with disgust, "Not bleeding likely sunshine. Just piss off home ok?"'
( , Wed 7 Jan 2004, 20:34)
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Not me but,
One of my favourite stories involves a mate, who after a big night on the piss decided to walk home (the fact that he'd spent all his money on beer probably had something to do with it). He had to walk about 15km and just when he got within a couple of hundred metres the cops pulled up and asked what he was doing. "Just going home" he slurred and pointed up the road. "No you're not" replied the cops and took him back into town to spend a couple of hours in the cells.
The best thing was that after they let him go the poor bastard had to walk all the way home again.
( , Wed 7 Jan 2004, 22:08, Reply)
One of my favourite stories involves a mate, who after a big night on the piss decided to walk home (the fact that he'd spent all his money on beer probably had something to do with it). He had to walk about 15km and just when he got within a couple of hundred metres the cops pulled up and asked what he was doing. "Just going home" he slurred and pointed up the road. "No you're not" replied the cops and took him back into town to spend a couple of hours in the cells.
The best thing was that after they let him go the poor bastard had to walk all the way home again.
( , Wed 7 Jan 2004, 22:08, Reply)
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