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Only a Texan could think of this . . .
From the county where drunk driving is considered a sport comes this
true story.
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Bandera,
Texas.
After last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so
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 and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to
find his car which he fell into. 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 patron vehicles left.
At last, the parking lot was empty. He pulled out of the parking lot
and started to drive slowly down the road. The police officer, having
patiently waited all this time, now started up the patrol car, put on the
flashing lights, promptly pulled the man over, and carried out a Breathalyzer.
To his amazement the Breathalyzer 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 police station. This Breathalyzer must
be broken."
"I doubt it," said the truly proud Texan. " Tonight I'm the designated
decoy."