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Subject: DESIGNATED DRIVER IN COLLEGE STATION TX
Only a person in College Station could think of this.
From the parish where drunk driving is considered a sport comes this true story
Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar on Northgate.
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 in which he
tried his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to find his
car and fall in to 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
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 equipment Must be broken."
"I doubt it," said the truly proud AGGIE. "Tonight I'm the designated
decoy."
Here's one for all you Aggies, and cute laugh for everyone else!!!
A cattle rancher outside Austin was working his cattle one day when he
heard faint music coming from nearby. After hunting about for some
time, he discovered the sound was loudest near one particular calf, and
was even louder near the calf's tail. Putting his head close to the
calf's hind end, he heard the University of Texas fight song. Amazed,
he put the calf in the truck and drove the animal to a vet in Austin.
When the vet asked him what was going on, the rancher told him. The
vet went around behind the calf and gave a listen. He agreed he heard
the University of Texas fight song but didn't seem particularly excited.
"Man, how can you stand there and not be amazed?" the rancher asked.
The vet, a third generation Texas A&M graduate, said, "Bud, I'm an
Aggie, and I've been listening to assholes sing that song my whole life."
