buffdaddy18
02-15-2007, 04:23 PM
DUI - NORTH CAROLINA STYLE
Only a person in North Carolina could think of this.
From the Catawba County where drunk driving is
considered a sport, comes this true story. Recently a routine police
patrol parked outside a bar in Hickory, North Carolina after last call
the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so apparently 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 in which he tried his keys on five different vehicles, the man
managed to find his car and fall into it. 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 and 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 patrons' vehicles left.
At last, when his was the only car left in the parking lot, he pulled out
and drove slowly down the road. The police officer, having waited
patiently all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the
flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and administered a
breathalyzer test. To his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no
evidence that the man had> 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 Redneck. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy.
Only a person in North Carolina could think of this.
From the Catawba County where drunk driving is
considered a sport, comes this true story. Recently a routine police
patrol parked outside a bar in Hickory, North Carolina after last call
the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so apparently 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 in which he tried his keys on five different vehicles, the man
managed to find his car and fall into it. 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 and 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 patrons' vehicles left.
At last, when his was the only car left in the parking lot, he pulled out
and drove slowly down the road. The police officer, having waited
patiently all this time, now started up his patrol car, put on the
flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over and administered a
breathalyzer test. To his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no
evidence that the man had> 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 Redneck. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy.