Cowboy Country
Only a Texan 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 Bandera,
Texas.
After last call, the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so 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, and trying his keys on five different
vehicles, the man managed to find his car, which he fell into. 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 then 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 patron
vehicles left.
At last, the parking lot empty, he pulled out of the parking lot and
started to drive slowly down the road.
The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up
the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, and promptly pulled the man
over and carried out a breathalyzer test.
To his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man
having 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 Texan. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
Only a Texan 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 Bandera,
Texas.
After last call, the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so 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, and trying his keys on five different
vehicles, the man managed to find his car, which he fell into. 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 then 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 patron
vehicles left.
At last, the parking lot empty, he pulled out of the parking lot and
started to drive slowly down the road.
The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up
the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, and promptly pulled the man
over and carried out a breathalyzer test.
To his amazement, the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man
having 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 Texan. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."
