Monday, March 16, 2009

Top O' the Morning to Ya ... or Something like that...


Hey Everyone!! In honor of Saint Patrick's Day I've got some amusement to share with you.

Since going private with this blog, there have been a few who have written and wanted in. I've let a few in once I've gotten to know them.

It's nice because I'm developing some new friendships with a few of you.

Anyhow, recently I received an email with a story in it that had me cracking up so bad that I asked the writer if I could post it. Once granted permission, I figured I would wait till today - St. Pat's Day - to humor you with it!!

If the author wants to come forward and identify herself, please do!!! I know the people who are actually bothering to read here will enjoy this email excerpt as much as I did!!

Anyhow, enjoy!!


We're heading to the St. Pats Parade. Actually we go to market square where all the bars and the stage is located. The bands are always great. The people are happy - oh I wonder why?!

Last year I had this hilarious run in with a cop because I encouraged this girl to urinate in her cup then pour it out a window into an alley. She was 30 people back from the head of the 1 freakin toilet. It was a fire hazard for sure.

She's literally panicking and I brilliantly tell her to drink the rest of the beer then pee in the cup. The dip stick actually listens to me (big mistake) then .... Get this she pours it out of the window and guess who's standing under it? The fearless City Police.

So the cockiest (and incidentally cutest of them) comes flying up these stairs (Its an old building from the 1800's about 3 stories) like he wants to have his gun drawn. He starts in with a bellowing "Which one of you standing in line threw your pee out the window?!!"

And he's staring everybody down and he starts in again. So the 3rd time I hear this ranting obviously rhetorical question (cuz no body' s about to answer him) I pipe up (always the instigator and daughter & step daughter of a cop - we're worse than teacher's kids btw (!) ) "So what makes you think (I had been drinking after all) that who ever peed would still be standing in this line? Wouldn't they go back outside to have some fun?"

Now cops aren't known for logic and he had made himself the audience of about 50 women on this huge flight of stairs winding up 3 floors. So as he whips his head around to stare me down & I'm not about to flinch because I started this WHOLE thing after all, This girl starts to giggle behind him.

He realizes his only tactic of intimidation is her, cause I'm staring him down and I've got this great rack so he's a little confused. The giggler was not in it for the long haul and she starts to wither under his threats of "Do you want me to take you to jail?"

And I say (really dumb - my guardian angel at this point is rolling his eyes) "There's a law against giggling?" He knows he's outmatched and in a frustrated visual search looks at the stairs and sees spilled beer ( but thinks it is pee). So he nonchalantly walks to the window, slams it down and says "I'll just leave you girls to stand in your pee."

I waited til he was almost to the door and yelled "By the way it was beer on the stairs - we've got some to spare". The whole stair case burst out laughing. But funny part was when all of us were trying to be quiet while he walked down the narrow stair case glaring at all of us like he was some school teacher. So hopefully I'll stay out of (indirect trouble this year!)

CeeCi ~ Admit it. You're laughing as hard as I was, aren't you?