One weekend, after some “beverage consumption”, Ed, Dennis, Steve, and me decided to go yard hoping down Legion St., which, of course, stretches along the canal. Yard after yard we trespassed. Further down Legion St we went. We come upon a nice cruiser craft tied to the dock, and decide to hop on, and check it out. I’m pretty sure it was Eddie who had just finished his beer, and discards the bottle. But not in the canal, where it would have made a nice quiet ‘plop’. But towards land, where it made a loud ‘crash-boom-bang’! Suddenly the lights go on in the house, dogs go a barking, and we race like the wind out of there. We eventually end up back on Legion St, but we loose Ed in the process. So Steve, Dennis, and I head the half-mile or so back up Legion, then we head towards Seven-Eleven. As we purchase our grub and leave, Murphy the cop calls us over, and tell us about a call he received of 4 young men trespassing on private property. Of course we tell him we have no idea. He tells us to get into the car. He's driving us BACK down Legion, so the family can identify us. He says to us “where’s the fourth guy?” again came grumblings of “I don’t know”, as we think to ourselves “the lucky bastard”. Just at that moment we see Eddie walking up the street. Eddie must of seen the cop coming, because he suddenly DIVES over a set of bushes! If ever a guilty move if there was one. Murphy says sarcastically “oh, that couldn’t have been him.” Of course in total innocent fashion we ask him “well aren't you gonna get him too?” “No, you guys will do.” was his dry reply.
At the house we stand by the police car as the husband checks us out. However, the wife is screaming from the house for the husband to forget about it and let us go. He does, and Murphy gets in his patrol car, and leaves us there to walk BACK down Legion St. AGAIN! We eventually met up with Ed-The Flying Fugitive. The End.
The image of Eddie diving & Murphy's response is....well....priceless!
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I remember that one. I forgot what happened to you guys. Sorry for all the fuss but it will always make me laugh.
---Happy 4th from the flying fugitive.
I remember it differently. We had milk and cookies, then made balloon animals while we listened to Kukla, Fran and Ollie. Maybe it was my evil twin- Tandaleo who was involved in these shenanigans. He was run over by a giant catepillar- so I dont remember. But I remember him telling me a story quite like this, where the homeowner shouted- YOU BETTER RUN MF! I remember Tandaleo also had a birthday party in an abandoned house in Muller's woods. I like this time machine- straight up trippin Steve-O.
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