My mate was at Uni with an Irish lassie who is a copper now. She walked into his flat one Saturday night just as me and his brother were taking massive lines of Mad Dog. She did not look impressed and just walked straight out the room. I took my line anyway, **** her. She was a Hun anyway.
Her old boy is pretty big in the RUC. I've only met her twice but I always whistle rebel songs just to get on her tits. She proper hates me.
I've not seen her in about 2 years....wonder why. She stopped getting in touch with my mate. Every time she saw him he was out of his face on something. Think she might even have moved to Glasgow to be a pig there.
i considered being a cop for a bit but the idea of nicking people for crimes i didnt really care about seemed a bit daft.
a perks a perk i'm too liberal, i dont really give a **** about drugs (anyone watched "our drugs war"? its making me more of a bleeding heart lefty). if two guys were battering **** out of each other i'd break it up and send them on their way as long as no one's dead. road traffic offences are a ****ing joke who gives a **** if your doing 83 miles an hour in a 60, its not neccesarily dangerous.
"oh no! some drug dealer killed another drug dealer! why did i even bother coming in to work today. i'm going back to bed" cue a track by the who
I had thought about that predicament of yours ; didnt want to be the one to mention it - but since you have - did you use the rogueleader road traffic offences defence , so successful in the case of rogueleader versus regina ; to wit ; " I believed I was being pursued by a black man " ?
