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Ever Have One Of Those Days?


jbowman1993

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"Travel agent is a close personal friend of the family. (And she's from the UK, so Im sure that means she's innocent in your eyes!) Things recovered, yes, from the suspects houses. "

I always had doubts about the honesty of the british.....

How about that in matter of trolling.....

Guys don't kill me it is meant as JOKE!!!!

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Yeah, I had one of those days once. I had purchased a Honda 90cc scooter many many years ago and was trying to get it running....it was trashed and I got it for $5 US as my friend was leaving to work on the Alaska oil pipeline so you can figure out how long ago it was.....anyyyywayyyyy...I got it to fire up and even though it was not licensed, I was not licensed for it, I had no helmet (legally required) and none of the lights worked....I thought I'd go up the alley and around half of the block for a test run. So, off I go up the alley, take a right onto the street, right at the corner, down the block, right at the next corner and just as I was about to make the right into the alley a police car spotted me and started to follow......I zipped down the alley with the police hot on my tail. I came to a screeching halt on gravel by dumping the bike (totally inexperienced I was) and took off running around to the front of the apt building where I lived. My buddy was watering the garden and he pointed down the alley telling the police that "he went that a way" but they had already seen me and one was out of the car and on foot in hot pursuit. By this time I had reached the front of the building where my front door was I eyed some 1.5 metre poles I had stacked by the door and in my mind I was considering whacking the cop in the belly as her rounded the corner of the house and then making my get away....and then came to my senses that these thoughts were rediculous and why didn't I just quickly duck into my apartment.....but then I remembered the closet filled with fluorescent lights and the..um..um...vegetable material which I was growing there and decided if I ducked inside they would have every right to come barging in and inspecting my premesis...so....I decided to surrender. I took my wallet out of my pocket and held it in my hand with both of my hands held up over my head surrender style and when the cop came around the corner of the building, puffing and panting and out of breath I calmly told him, "I surrender, my ID is here in my wallet. Well, he grabbed my shirt at the chest and kind of shook me a bit to see if I was going to get violent or not (his adrenaline was probably working well by then) but I was totally passive so he whirled my around and hand cuffed me behind my back. I became totally livid with rage.....this was not fair....I had surrendered and refused to fight even when provoked!!!! and I started telling him so. By this time the police car had driven around to where we were and they put me into the back seat of the cop car where I ranted and raved about my outrage at being treated this way. They drove the cop car into the alley where my friend was still standing. He heard my ranting in the back seat and he calmly said, "Chownah, don't you think you should be quiet and talk nicely with the police?" I calmly told my friend that I had done nothing to deserve being handcuffed and that usually people aren't handcuffed for riding a motorcycle without a license.....then one of the cops said, " If you hadn't done anything seriously wrong then why were you running?" A thought flashed into my head and I answered, "I was running because I have a pot of rice on the stove and I didn't want it to burn." They were sort of speechless when I said this and my friend said, "Well then Chownah should I go take the pot off the stove?" and I said I couldn't get my keys out of my pocket because I was hand cuffed and my friend said he had his copy of my key so he'd just go do that for me....and a cop followed him into my apt.....where low and behold there WAS a pot of rice on the stove which my friend took off of the stove. Luckily the closet door was closed. When my friend returned he told me he had removed the rice from the stove and all was well. The police told me about all of the infractions I had committed but since I had no previous record they just gave me a ticket for riding a motor scooter without a license which was a simple and easily affordable fine so after they left my friend and I joyously went into my apartment, ate some rice and then incinerated some of the...um..um...vegetable material from my closet and laughed and laughed and laughed.

It wasn't until I read the original post that I realized that my friend had actually called the cops to tell them that I was going to illegally ride around the block as part of a devious plan to get to incinerate some of my...um....um....vegetable material.

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Maybe it's just me, but people cannot even post a positive story anymore without jokes made of it. Cmon guys, doesn't anyone have any compasion anymore.

Barry

I second that. I actuallly re-read the threat and all the OP wanted was to convey a positve story and gets instead of the expected ohhs and ahhs a hard bashing. I usually enjoy reading heated arguments on this board, but this time, I think it was a bit over the top.

Just my two pennies... :o

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