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Back in the early 70's on a hot hot Southern day, a college professor of mine kept getting bothered by them. Finally he asked them in for lemonade (spiked with tons of unknown vodka) and as they staggered down the street afterwards, he called up the local church and reported them as drunk and bothering him. A car screeched to a halt a bit later, grabbed them up, and he was never bothered again.
Wrong on so many levels but funny.
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