His friends plead with him to let them take him home.
He says NO --he only lives a mile away.
About five blocks from the party, the police pull him over.
They check his license and ask him to get out of the car and walk the line.
Just as he starts, the police radio blares out a notice of a robbery taking
place in a house around the block.
The police tell the party animal to stay put, they'll be right back and they
run around the corner to the robbery.
The guy 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. Smith 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 police car, with all its lights still flashing.
Story told by the driver at his first AA meeting.
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