Police Station blues
I was working oncall fro the Met police and had to attend a small police station to fix a CRIS terminal, I was told the keys to the station (only manned from 9-5) we in the letterbox outside, after retrieving the keys and fixing the terminal, i thought I would be a good idea to try on the various tit headed head wear that littered the small/house station. I was soon alerted to a loud banging on the outside window so in my tit headed state i looked out to see a man of who resembled Glolem holding a knife and screaming for me to arrest him, visions of precinct 13 were starting to form in my head, until the Golem faced character started laughing his head off and was joined by several other officers who had been altered to me breaking into there overblown tea room by an alert member of the local golf club, They let me keep the hat BTW, its a souvenir in my man cave.... did i tell you about the time i got bitten by fleas in a blockbuster video or am i that old help mummy
Biting the hand that feeds IT
