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.... from the province where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true story.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a George Street tavern. After last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar who appeared to be so intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the street for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five vehicles, the man
managed to find his car which he fell into. He was there for a few minutes as most of other patrons left the bar and drove off.
Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a fine dry night) flicked the blinkers on, then off, honked the horn and then switched on the lights. He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained still for a few more minutes as
some more vehicles left. At last he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly
down the road. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyser test. To his amazement the breathalyser indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at all!
Dumbfounded, the officer said, "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the police station. This breathalyser equipment must be broken." "I doubt it," said the man …… "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
I like long walks
specially when they are taken by people I dont like
Mr. James B. (Esq.)
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