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That's the most common excuse heard by police officers across the country -
no kidding. It is the response given by people who, when they are patted down by
police, are found to have a gun, drugs, stolen goods, or something similar in their
pants. Here's a true story. A policeman asked a suspect, "Do you have drugs or a
weapon on your person?" "No, sir," was the predictable reply. The officer patted
down the guy and found a few packets of cocaine in his jacket. The guy was furious.
He stripped off his jacket and threw it on the ground in disgust while claiming,
"This isn't my jacket. I borrowed it from my cousin. I can't believe that guy, leaving
drugs in his jacket and lending it to me." The officer then found a few more packets
of cocaine in the guy's shirt pockets. "And these would be a surprise to you as
well, I suppose?" "Yes, I don't believe this. This isn't my shirt. It's my brother's,"
he said as he stripped off the shirt and threw it on the ground, too. The cop continued
the pat down on the man's only remaining outer garment - his pants - and guess what?
He found a small pistol and several packets of cocaine. "These aren't my pants,
either! They belong to my buddy. I can't believe that they would do this to me!"
He proceeded to strip off his pant and throw them on the ground in disgust. Well,
after that the only thing left was his boxer shorts, so the officer figured he'd
better terminate the search.
This lengthy, but very humorous account was
taken from the book "These Aren't My Pants," by Daniel Butler and Alan Ray. It's
worth reading!
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