From the county where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true
story. Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Jerseyville,
Illinois 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 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 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 breathalyzere 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 sherrif’s office. This breathalyzer equipment must be broken."
"I doubt it," said the truly proud non-drinker. "Tonight I'm the
designated decoy."

 

cute story

 

Heard it before, never gets old.

 

Yeah, so true Got about 1/4 way through the story and knew where we were heading