tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5979663737404474935.post3036354339405431225..comments2024-03-22T15:19:36.418+00:00Comments on The World According To Me: Geriatric Sex GamesPhil Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12680058800847509275noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5979663737404474935.post-69563576040642885232011-06-12T15:23:27.683+01:002011-06-12T15:23:27.683+01:00A few years back, when I was living in Minnesota, ...A few years back, when I was living in Minnesota, we were driving home very late -- it must have been about 3am -- and the roads were absolutely clear, aside from us and one other car behind us.<br /><br />We stopped at a junction, waiting to turn right. Again, the road was empty, but we weren't supposed to turn until we had the light -- the road rules in America are Byzantine and complex and vary from state to state; we could have made the turn if we were in Wisconsin, five minutes away -- but the car behind rolled right up to our bumper.<br /><br />As it was early in the morning, we were alone, and it's a country full of nutters with guns, we decided to get out of this guy's way and so we turned.<br /><br />Then the blue lights came on, and it turned out the impatient bastard behind us was a copper.<br /><br />All we got was a telling off, but it still rankles to this day that the copper essentially forced us into breaking the law; given that they didn't do anything but tell us off, it seemed like the most pointless and petty act.thekelvingreenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01928260185408072124noreply@blogger.com