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Show f 5 PT PEEVE I have a friend who has a habit ol driving up to a stop light, right to the white line, and as he waits for the light to change races the motor of his automobile. It has a startling effect on the pedestrians. Three times he did it to me and every time I nearly jumped out of my shoes. Then, the other day he did it again. But this time when I jumped I didn't come down in my shoes again. I flopped in the middle of the street. My friend jumped out of his automobile au-tomobile to help me to my feet. The guy thought for a minute he had hit me. A crowd collected and with them the law. "You're under arrest," says the policeman to my friend. My friend protested that he hadn't hit me. "You'll get 30 days," says the policeman. "Please tell him," says my friend, "it's only one of your little jokes." "I think I'm gonna die," I moaned. - - "Please, you stinker," pleads my friend. "Tell the kind policeman your only doing this to break me of a bad habit." "So-o-o-o," bellows the policeman. police-man. "Drunk driving, huh!" "Oh-h-h," I moaned. The crowd murmured in sympathy. sym-pathy. "This will get you 90 days," says the policeman and takes my friend by the arm. At this point I thought I had better bet-ter tell the truth, I tried. "Don't feel' sorry for this bird," says the policeman. Off he marches dragging my reluctant friend. Two hours later I had him free again, but it cost me $107. And the stinker won't pay me back How am I going to explain the bank balance to the wife? (If you have a Pet Peeve address ad-dress them to this column Community Com-munity Press Service, McClure Building, Frankfort, Ky.) |