One of my old bosses once went to the police station when he was drunk or high (or both) to complain about something crazy, and maybe about a crazy person trying to drive his car that he was actually driving. I think they talked him into spending the night while they checked it out. He had issues.
“Hey man, yagottahelpme…hic…there’s a crazy guy, good guy, smart guys, who’s really really drunk, and he’s trying to drive his car…my car…a car…he’s trying to drive, and that’s a bad idea. He can barely walk, and I just really gotta pee
…He’s gotta pee so bad! And he’s wearing a red shirt, and has a kissable face. This guy FUUUUUCKS, but right now shouldn’t drive…”
“Yeah. Hey, let’s get you nice and situated on this here bench, inside this cell. Don’t worry. You and your red shirt will be perfectly fine…”
One of my old bosses once went to the police station when he was drunk or high (or both) to complain about something crazy, and maybe about a crazy person trying to drive his car that he was actually driving. I think they talked him into spending the night while they checked it out. He had issues.
“Hey man, yagottahelpme…hic…there’s a crazy guy, good guy, smart guys, who’s really really drunk, and he’s trying to drive his car…my car…a car…he’s trying to drive, and that’s a bad idea. He can barely walk, and I just really gotta pee …He’s gotta pee so bad! And he’s wearing a red shirt, and has a kissable face. This guy FUUUUUCKS, but right now shouldn’t drive…”
“Yeah. Hey, let’s get you nice and situated on this here bench, inside this cell. Don’t worry. You and your red shirt will be perfectly fine…”
“Zzzzzzzz…Zzzzzzzz…Zzzzzzz”
Honestly, this is probably almost exactly how it went down