Wednesday 28 July 2010
Here we go again.
I've just spotted a police van out side.
And there we go ... a knock on my door.
Just has a calm chat.
"Bla, Bla, Bla..... Good night", says I.
Plod, "OK, were going now." and off they wander.
Outside the look up to my flat and then get inside their van. The wait there for 15 mins, but have now driven off.
Pointless.
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You can have a bit of fun with this. If you see 'em coming you can give them the slip and phone them up. And you can email them and give 'em shit. If you email they can't misrepresent what you've posted.
ReplyDeleteI had the pigs and the men in white coats after me for months one time. Did some funny things. I switched the numbers on the doors in the block I was living. One time I walked past them and said, "Dunno where he is mate". Or I'd get out a window and piss off. One time they got me to the hospital and I just bolted. But then I had to camp out for a couple of days. When I went back, people are saying, "Ooh, coppers are after you".
It's a real pain in the arse for them. They've generally got other poor saps they want to stick in the nuthouse and they're always wingeing they haven't got enough beds. One time they got me into the psych ward and they weren't game to try to drug me, at least not straight away. I got out over the fence and it was about a month before they got me again.
Not my style, Rod.
ReplyDeleteI can't be bothered with it all.
I just wanted to get back to work.
That's OK, I figure it's not your style. But it's something for the idiots to know.
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