The Demon Drink

While reading Dario Sanchez’s post today I was reminded of the following story:

John-Joe Murphy went to a party and as usual has far too much to drink. His friends plead with him to let them take him home. He says NO — he only lives a few miles away.

About half a mile from the party, the Gardai pull him over. They check his license and ask him to get out of the car and walk in a straight line. Just as he starts, the Garda’s pocket radio blares out a notice of a robbery taking place in a house around the corner. The Gardai tell John-Joe to stay put, they’ll be right back and they run around the corner to the robbery. John-Joe waits and waits and finally decides to drive home. When he gets there, he tells his wife he is going to bed, and to tell anyone who might come looking for him that he has the flu and has been in bed all day.

A few hours later the police knock on the door. They ask if Mr. Murphy is there and his wife says yes. They ask to see him and she replies that he is in bed with the flu and has been there all day. The police still have his driver’s license. They ask to see his car and she asks why. They insist on seeing his car, so she takes them to the garage. She opens the door. There sitting in the garage is the squad car, with all its lights still flashing!

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6 thoughts on “The Demon Drink

  1. Grannymar,A friend of mine went into his favorite bar one night and the barman asked if he would do him a favor and drive a very drunken patron home. He was a stranger but they found his address on his driver’s license and called his wife to say they were bringing him home. They went to help him from the bar stool and he fell flat on his face. My friend picked him up and tried to get him out the door, but again he collapsed and had to be helped. Finally he got him in the car and got to the address where the wife was waiting with the porch light on. My friend took the guy and had to literally carry him to the steps. He said to the wife, “Madam, here’s your husband” She glared at my friend and said,”Where’s his wheelchair?”

  2. The only way he could have topped that is if he had been upside down, belted in, and said to the Garda:‘What seems to be the officer, problem?’

  3. Betty, Welcome onboard. The joke added on is from Nancy. She has some great stories. Wish she would start a blog. There is a whole world out there who would love her stuff

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