DigitalSword
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Only a West Virginian could think of this ... from the county
where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true story.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Ripley , West Virginia ~~ After last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so
intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the
parking lot for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an
eternity and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed
to find his car which he fell into. He sat there for a few minutes as a
number 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 summer night) -- flicked the blinkers on, then off a couple of
times, 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 of the other patron vehiclesleft.
At last, the parking lot empty, 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, and promptly pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyzertest. To his
amazement the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having
consumed any alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said, "I'll have
to ask you to accompany me to the police station. This breathalyzer
equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," ! ! said the truly proud Hillbilly . "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true story.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Ripley , West Virginia ~~ After last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so
intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the
parking lot for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an
eternity and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed
to find his car which he fell into. He sat there for a few minutes as a
number 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 summer night) -- flicked the blinkers on, then off a couple of
times, 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 of the other patron vehiclesleft.
At last, the parking lot empty, 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, and promptly pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyzertest. To his
amazement the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having
consumed any alcohol at all! Dumbfounded, the officer said, "I'll have
to ask you to accompany me to the police station. This breathalyzer
equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," ! ! said the truly proud Hillbilly . "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
