that's all right i'm about 5ft9"i could do what ernie did to little eric with his toupee and knock it off
Knock what off Julie? I don't have a toupee. Now you have REALLY got me worried.
When I drove a cab and in the last few days before I retired, Celtic were playing Man City in a
testimonial match, it was a particularly stressful day, lots of singing drunken Celtic fans. I picked a couple of Celtic fans up from Piccadilly station who wanted to go to the Malmaison hotel, which had they gone out of the front of that station was at the bottom of the station approach, so I was less than pleased, having waited for an hour on the rank. No cars would let me out onto Fairfield St so I forced my way out when I saw a gap between a car and a plain grey van. The driver of the van blasted on his horn and without turning round to look at him I gave him the finger.
The next thing I hear sirens and the grey unmarked van pulled along side of me. Two heavily armoured Robo style cops screamed at me to get out of the cab and stand behind it. I got out to be confronted by 2 giants in body armour who said to me, "Do you often give the finger to the police"? At this point I lost it and screamed at them. "Do you always drive around in unmarked vans refusing to let motorists out, and blast your horn unnecessarily? Do you know sounding your horn without good reason is an offence"?
I was screaming and ranting at them at the top of my voice. I was purple with rage. The taller cop leaned down, patted me on the top of my head and said, "Calm down little man before you have a heart attack". "Now get going before we book you, and don't give the finger to police again". With that they walked away laughing.