British coppers burst into a house to confront someone they saw from the street committing the heinous crime of holding a gun inside, only to find it to be a life-size mannequin of Lara Croft. Who's the dummy now?
I am not sure how to go about this, should I simply ridicule the bobbies? Should I take the opportunity to snort derisively at Britain's gun control laws? Or should I just go straight for the boobies joke about how Croft's big guns are getting her into trouble, no not those, the OTHER big guns?
Well, the story's hilarity is somewhat dampened because in the end, the cops decided the best way to save face was to haul in the house's owner anyway. If this happened stateside, there'd be a salvo of well-deserved lawsuits headed toward the city.
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