my boyfriend got arrested for using his air rifle up on this open common ground near to me. the local farmer was a complete c**t and walked over, locked a gate to a public carpark, locking my boyfriends car in there ( which has french plates) then the farmer walked over, photographed him up close, still said nothing, no word at all... then stormed off ( swearing something about the french) and called his mates some other local farmers. then the police arrived, bemused when he ran over to the car and begged them to proteect him from the big burly farmers mates and their dogs, so they took my boyfriend in for questioning, and then proceded to waste several hours of police time by doing pointless paperwork.. and released him with no charge, but not before practising their french on him at the station... they thought it was amusing.
now if only the farmer had said.. hey, c'mon fella, ya cant shoot there or, move along frenchie find another spot to shoot your bean can.
but no, he had to waste everyones time.
ive been trying to think of ways of retribution, the farm house is on one of my training routes when i go out cycling... it wouldnt be so hard to do something equally spiteful... but then im not really like that, im not so bitter and twisted as the old man farmer. still... revenge is a dish best served cold...
now if only the farmer had said.. hey, c'mon fella, ya cant shoot there or, move along frenchie find another spot to shoot your bean can.
but no, he had to waste everyones time.
ive been trying to think of ways of retribution, the farm house is on one of my training routes when i go out cycling... it wouldnt be so hard to do something equally spiteful... but then im not really like that, im not so bitter and twisted as the old man farmer. still... revenge is a dish best served cold...
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