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vermin · 05-30-2003, 07:22 PM

Living in Madison, back in '87, my friend went out in the morning to go to school and found that his car had been stolen. That evening we're sitting around his apartment bemoaning the fate of his white Pontiac Omega, when he gets up out of his chair and says, "I can't just sit here and wait for the cops to call, let's go look for it." So I think fine, we'll drive around for a while, he'll cool off, and then we'll go back to his place and drink beer and play foosball (he had a foosball table, that's not a typo). So we get in my truck, a '79 Chevy Luv with a wooden stake bed. We're driving around, up and down the busy streets, through some residential areas for about an hour and a half. When we decided to give up and started back for his place, he suddenly shouts "There it is!". I whip an illegal u-turn crossing a grass median and the chase begins. Up and down various streets in the downtown area, around the state capital building three or four times, all the while obeying stop lights, stop signs, and not breaking speed limits by more than five or ten mph. They turn up the south driveway to the capital building with us following. At the top of the driveway is a loop for turning around. They went to the right of the loop and we went around to the left to head them off. I stopped the truck accross the driveway blocking their escape, Tim (a 6'3" former high school football player) jumps out of the truck, grabs an aluminum bat out of the back of the truck, runs over to his car, pulls open the door, and yells "Get the fuck out of my car, NOW!". Three very scared looking teenagers (2 boys and a girl) get out of the car begging for their lives. I went and knocked on the door of the capital hoping to get a security guard to call the city cops. A guy comes to the door wearing a badge and a patch that says "Capital Police". They made the arrest, we filled out statements, and Tim was informed that he was very lucky he didn't hit any of the kids with the bat. In fact, they wrote up the reports omitting the bat since it didn't seem relevant. Nothing was missing from the car, and there was no damage to it.

05-30-2003, 07:22 PM	#17 (permalink)
vermin Indifferent to anti-matter Location: Tucson, AZ	Living in Madison, back in '87, my friend went out in the morning to go to school and found that his car had been stolen. That evening we're sitting around his apartment bemoaning the fate of his white Pontiac Omega, when he gets up out of his chair and says, "I can't just sit here and wait for the cops to call, let's go look for it." So I think fine, we'll drive around for a while, he'll cool off, and then we'll go back to his place and drink beer and play foosball (he had a foosball table, that's not a typo). So we get in my truck, a '79 Chevy Luv with a wooden stake bed. We're driving around, up and down the busy streets, through some residential areas for about an hour and a half. When we decided to give up and started back for his place, he suddenly shouts "There it is!". I whip an illegal u-turn crossing a grass median and the chase begins. Up and down various streets in the downtown area, around the state capital building three or four times, all the while obeying stop lights, stop signs, and not breaking speed limits by more than five or ten mph. They turn up the south driveway to the capital building with us following. At the top of the driveway is a loop for turning around. They went to the right of the loop and we went around to the left to head them off. I stopped the truck accross the driveway blocking their escape, Tim (a 6'3" former high school football player) jumps out of the truck, grabs an aluminum bat out of the back of the truck, runs over to his car, pulls open the door, and yells "Get the fuck out of my car, NOW!". Three very scared looking teenagers (2 boys and a girl) get out of the car begging for their lives. I went and knocked on the door of the capital hoping to get a security guard to call the city cops. A guy comes to the door wearing a badge and a patch that says "Capital Police". They made the arrest, we filled out statements, and Tim was informed that he was very lucky he didn't hit any of the kids with the bat. In fact, they wrote up the reports omitting the bat since it didn't seem relevant. Nothing was missing from the car, and there was no damage to it. __________________ If puns were sausages, this would be the wurst.