The PoliceSitting in my local pub late one night enjoying the landlord's flexible idea of what constitutes his licencing hours, a bunch of drunk blokes in raincoats burst in. Requesting to be served, one shouted at the barman "It's alright - we're not coppers!"
They were spitting images of Lt. Columbo to a man. The barman laughed them out of the pub.
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chthonic, Thu 22 Sep 2005, 10:12)
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My mate...Works for the filth.
He is trained in dis-arming with those batons...You're only allowed to hit the arms or legs. His report "I went to hit his arm, but he ducked and I hit his head".
Another time he was run off the road by joyriders. As the car rolled over he thought about his unborn child, got out of the car to the joyriders (who had crashed) and beat the fuck out of them putting them in hospital. They tried to claim police brutality. His report "Injuries sustained during accident".
How many coppers does it take to push a crim down the stairs? None, your honour, he slipped.
(, Thu 22 Sep 2005, 12:07, Reply)
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