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Grand Theft Auto

"I wasn't driving. How could they charge me with unauthorized use when I was drunk, passed out in the passenger seat with the air bag laying in my lap?"

"They did."

"Well, I'm not copping out. I wasn't driving."

"Okay. You weren't driving the car on December 2nd. The prosecutor agrees with that, but this is for the car you were in way back in September."

"What?"

"In September. The car was wrapped around a pole; the cop found you behind the wheel; that's the accident we're talkin' about, not the one last week."

"No, no, no ... I wasn't drivin' that time either! I was drunk, passed out in the passenger seat with the air bag laying in my lap. I told the cop I wasn't drivin'!"

"Is that the story?"

"Yeah."

"Gonna stick with that same story for the earlier accident?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, but the cop says you were behind the wheel."

"Must've, y'know, leaned over or somethin' after passin' out. Was I wearin' a seatbelt."

"Doesn't say."

"See? Leaned over, y'know, like this (motioning with his whole body in the hallway)."

"Okay."

"That's how it happened."

"After you passed out."

"Yeah."

"You remember that."

"I was passed out."

"Exactly."

"Had to be what happened."

"Had to be."

"Yeah."

Posted by Bill at December 12, 2005 08:43 PM