DUI - Texas style - 02/12/09 08:18 PM
DUI - TEXAS STYLE
Only a person in Texas 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 Austin , Texas
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 Texas 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 Austin , Texas
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.'
