> DWI - KENTUCKY STYLE
>
>
> Only a person in Kentucky 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 Midway, Kentucky 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 t hen 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 Kentucky 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 Midway, Kentucky 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 t hen 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..'
(sorry....the firehouse in me snuck out)
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