Another time, I was at the river and under the bridge with friends drinking a few beers. My friend Ron and I decided to leave.(I had a huge crush on him) I gave him the keys to my dads car cause I didn't want to drink and drive. As soon as Ron started the car, we see blue lights n the rear view mirror. The cops come to the car door, ask Ron to step out of the car. Ron gets belligerent, they cuff him, arrest him, and put him in the cruiser. They give me the keys and tell me to go home. So I'm driving to pick up some friends, and I see blue lights, again.I'm thinking it was a set up. He told me to go home so that he could arrest me for drinking and driving. I pull over and think "oh shit. my dads gonna kill me." The cop comes to my car door and he apologizes to me for having arrested my friend. I was thinking no way is this cop apologizing to me. But it's what he was doing......and I was like "it's OK. I understand." He said goodnight, and off he went...and off I went wondering WTF just happened?
The there was the time that my x husband, Donna, Cliff and I had just been to a school dance. We had a few beers and another 12 pack in the car. We decided to go to the house where supposedly the mafia lived and if you went up their driveway they'd shoot at you. Sounds like fun to me........so we're going up this long private driveway, waiting to be shot at, and we see blue lights. The cop gets out of his car and comes to the drivers window, asks us what we're doing. We tell him we're checking to see if the mafia lives here.......he puts his flashlight on the beer and asks if we've been drinking......Cliff responds by saying "DUH".....the cop instructs Cliff to step out of the car.....he does a sobriety test on him...tells him to extend his arms, close his eyes, and bring his index finger to his nose......Cliff brings his middle finger to his nose instead.......then Cliff looks in the car at us and starts laughing, says, "I just flipped him off".........I'm thinking "my dads gonna kill me"........but the cop looks at me and Donna and says "you look like nice girls. I'm going to let you go on home. no more drinking." So off we went,laughing our butts off, counting our change to see if we had any beer money.
One day, during after prom, my friend Lisa, mike, Ronnie and I had gone to this lake to picnic and party a little. We rented a paddle boat, went out on the lake, and decided to swim. The "NO SWIMMING" sign didn't really mean no swimming, did it? So we've been baking in the sun for several hours and think WTF/ Lets go swimming. Off the boat we jump. We're minding our own business, swimming, laughing......and we hear a mans voice magnified by a blow horn, or whatever you call it..."come to shore immediately!" We're looking around wondering who he's talking to.....this time his command is more insistent "come to shore immediately!" We finally understand that he is speaking to us. I'm thinking "shit. my dads gonna kill me." So we go to shore.........the cop, or park ranger, or whatever he was is near hysterics yelling at us. I don't remember exactly what he said. Something about body bags, and our moms crying. We were laughing but we managed to make it look like we were crying. I think he felt he had gotten through to us (must of been the crying) and he let us go.
We still laugh about it today....
One evening there's a knock on my front door. It's the cops. They tell me my sons, 11 and 15 at the time, may have shot the neighbors dog and garage door window with their BB guns.(the dog wasn't seriously injured) No way! They only have the BB guns out with my permission and supervision. I fiercely defend the boys.....The cop, a mean, nasty, hateful prick says he will be back to gather the BB guns. I call my dad and fill him in...........I don't know what he did or who he called, but about an hour later the cop came back to my house and apologized to me. Once again I'm thinking WTF?
My sons admitted to me this year, much to my surprise, that they had indeed been taking shots at the neighbors dog with their BB guns but "we did not shoot his garage door window out!"
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"Shit. my moms gonna kill me."
Collectively for an 11 and 15 year old.
lol, Glenn. You've got that right!
Now it's all starting to make sense. Good point othur-me.
LOL Jerry. That may explain it!
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