Just for a laugh

DougT

Western Thunderer
A pensioner drove his brand new BMW to 100 mph, looking in his rear view mirror, he saw a police car behind him. He floored it to 140 , then 150, ... then 155, ... Suddenly he thought,

"I'm too old for this nonsense !"

So he pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the police car to catch up with him.

The officer walked up to him, looked at his watch and said,

"Sir, my shift ends in ten minutes. Today is Friday and I'm away for the weekend with my family. If you can give me a good reason that I've never heard before, why you were speeding... I'll let you go."

The Man looked very seriously at the police man, and replied,

"Years ago, my wife ran off with a policeman, I thought you were bringing her back."

The officer left saying,

"Have a good day, Sir "...
 

simond

Western Thunderer
That reminds me of a tale, told to me by a fireman, but the veracity of which I have no proof…

In a park in Liverpool, one night many years back, a couple were, “in flagrante delicto” (trying, perhaps to prove right the adverts, “you can do it in an MG“?) when he somehow injured himself, to the extent that he was unable to move, perhaps a very slipped disc. Despite their predicament, they managed to attract some kind soul’s attention, and an ambulance was called.

The ambulance men scratched their heads, and called their pals in the fire brigade. Eventually, the roof was cut off the car, a back board was strapped to the poor fellow and he was installed in the ambulance, and taken to hospital.

The young lady, having at least arranged herself decently, was visibly upset, and a big old fatherly-figure fireman put his arm round her and said “don’t worry, love, he’ll be alright.”

”F*** him”, she says, “how am I going to tell my husband about the car?”
 

Richard Gawler

Western Thunderer
That reminds me of a tale, told to me by a fireman, but the veracity of which I have no proof…

A retired policeman told me how this happened in a Mini in a country lane in Essex, and where all three services were involved, and the car belonged to the young woman's father. I think the veracity depends on the occupation of the teller.
 

Jordan

Mid-Western Thunderer
That reminds me of a tale, told to me by a fireman, but the veracity of which I have no proof…

In a park in Liverpool, one night many years back, a couple were, “in flagrante delicto” (trying, perhaps to prove right the adverts, “you can do it in an MG“?) when he somehow injured himself, to the extent that he was unable to move, perhaps a very slipped disc. Despite their predicament, they managed to attract some kind soul’s attention, and an ambulance was called.

The ambulance men scratched their heads, and called their pals in the fire brigade. Eventually, the roof was cut off the car, a back board was strapped to the poor fellow and he was installed in the ambulance, and taken to hospital.

The young lady, having at least arranged herself decently, was visibly upset, and a big old fatherly-figure fireman put his arm round her and said “don’t worry, love, he’ll be alright.”

”F*** him”, she says, “how am I going to tell my husband about the car?”
Sure that plot line was used in an episode of "London's Burning", as well.
 

Fitzroy

Western Thunderer
Speaking of cutting the roof off, I love that cute little convertible in the background! Was that a Mini concept?
 

simond

Western Thunderer
Speaking of cutting the roof off, I love that cute little convertible in the background! Was that a Mini concept?
I don't know what that is/was. I haven't been to Gaydon for years.

Back in the early 90's I did the window regulator designs for the Mini & Metro Cabrios - from memory the BL Mini cabrio never made production but a private conversion did. There were not many Metro cabrios. I also did the rear window mech for the 200/400 cabrio, that was a complicated beast!

A number of other weird and wonderful tasks went with that particular job!
 
There once was a lady who suffered from an unusual water phobia, her name was Ann Hyde.
As time went by, she ended up marrying a gentleman called Archibald Russ.
Being somewhat pretentious, she insisted upon using the two surnames, hyphenated.
But she never realised the irony of her new name!
 
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