1 posted on
10/07/2002 12:07:26 PM PDT by
Cagey
To: MotleyGirl70; Constitution Day; JennysCool; WhyisaTexasgirlinPA; SeeRushToldU_So
Fasten your Beer Belts, please.
2 posted on
10/07/2002 12:08:38 PM PDT by
Cagey
To: Cagey
When I was nine I was in the bed of the pickup standing up. Children today are wussified. Hell I lost a tooth when I was 5 cause I was in the back seat and my dad slammed the breaks and I came hurling through the middle and bashed my face on the radio.
It builds character dammit!
To: Cagey
Was this the driver?

To: Cagey
What kind of beer was it?
To: Cagey
At first I was outraged, and then I realized that this was CANADIAN beer he was safeguarding.
Well, it's not as if it was 'Old Milwaukee' or sumthin'..;^)
To: Cagey
HEY MAYBE THEY TOOK THEIR SEATBELTS OFF WHEN THEY CAME TO A STOP!?!?!?!?
Cop tried to nail me on that once... tried to add no seatbelt on top of speeding. I said "I took it of so I could get the insurance and registration out of the mailbox."
HMMMMM.
16 posted on
10/07/2002 7:28:05 PM PDT by
montanus
To: Cagey
Title should read: Beer smarter than Man!
To: Cagey
OPP officers, who are vigorously looking for seatbelt violators as part of their provincial Fall Seatbelt Campaign...
This article needs a barf alert...not a "hold my beer alert"!!
19 posted on
10/07/2002 9:58:54 PM PDT by
Fraulein
To: Cagey
"It was like this guy cared more for his precious beer bottles getting smashed than he did for his son going through the windshield," said OPP Traffic Sergeant Cam Woolley. Ooh, the moral outrage... so unbecoming in a civilian, hundreds of times more so in a cop.
"If we can help people like this (buckle up) by slapping them with a hefty fine, they'll be that much safer."
Oh, it's one of those "It's for your own good," "It's for the children." You know, it's one thing to think these things, but you've got to be a real wuss to actually give a quote like this to a newspaper reporter. He probably has all his spices alphabeticized on his spice rack at home, too.
One would think anyone over the age of 25 couldn't possibly have survived childhood in the "old days" when there were no seatbelts and our parents filled up the car with cigarette smoke and nobody wore a helmet on a motorcycle. It's a wonder there's anyone alive today to tell the stories about the good old days.
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