i wish i was this sweet
True Story: Jacksonville Police Department
A man goes to a party and has much too much to drink. His
friends plead with him to let them take him home. He says no -- he
only lives a mile away.
About five blocks from the party, the police pull him over for
weaving and ask him to get out of the car and walk the line. Just as
he starts, the police radio blares out a notice of a robbery taking
place in a house just a block away.
The police tell the party animal to stay put, they will be right back.
They hop a fence and run down the street to the robbery.
The guy waits and waits, but finally decides to drive home. When
he gets there, he tells his wife he is going to bed, and to tell
anyone who might come looking for him that he has the flu and has
been in bed all day.
A few hours later the police knock on the door. They ask if Mr.
Joe is there and his wife says yes. They ask to see him and she
replies that he is in bed with the flu and has been there all day.
The police produce his driver's license. They ask to see his car
and she asks why. They insist on seeing his car, so she takes them to
the garage. She opens the door. There, sitting in the garage, is the
police car, with all the lights still flashing.
A true story, told by the driver at his first AA meeting.
A man goes to a party and has much too much to drink. His
friends plead with him to let them take him home. He says no -- he
only lives a mile away.
About five blocks from the party, the police pull him over for
weaving and ask him to get out of the car and walk the line. Just as
he starts, the police radio blares out a notice of a robbery taking
place in a house just a block away.
The police tell the party animal to stay put, they will be right back.
They hop a fence and run down the street to the robbery.
The guy waits and waits, but finally decides to drive home. When
he gets there, he tells his wife he is going to bed, and to tell
anyone who might come looking for him that he has the flu and has
been in bed all day.
A few hours later the police knock on the door. They ask if Mr.
Joe is there and his wife says yes. They ask to see him and she
replies that he is in bed with the flu and has been there all day.
The police produce his driver's license. They ask to see his car
and she asks why. They insist on seeing his car, so she takes them to
the garage. She opens the door. There, sitting in the garage, is the
police car, with all the lights still flashing.
A true story, told by the driver at his first AA meeting.