You have the bladder capacity of five people.
You have ever restrained someone and it was not a sexual experience.
You believe that 50% of people are a waste of good air.
Your idea of a good time is an armed robbery and a car chase.
You conduct a PNC check on anyone who seems friendly towards you.
Discussing dismemberment over a meal seems perfectly normal to you.
You find humour in other people’s stupidity.
You believe in the aerial spraying of Prozac and birth control pills.
You disbelieve 90% of what you hear and 75% of what you see.
You have your weekends off planned for a year.
You believe the government should require a permit to reproduce.
You believe that unspeakable evils will befall you if anyone says, “It’s quiet tonight.”
You refer to your favourite restaurant by the junction at which its located.
You have always wanted to hold a seminar entitled: “Suicide…getting
it right the first time.”
You have never had to put the phone on hold before you begin laughing
uncontrollably.
You believe the Sergeant is a sh*t magnet possessed by a demon.
You think caffeine should be available in IV form.
The person you’re speaking with states, “That’s not mine. I have no
idea how that got there.”
You believe anyone who says, “I only had a half” is defiantly going to
blow over.
You find out a lot about paranoia just by following people around.
People flag you down on the street and ask you directions to strange
places.
You can discuss where you are going to eat with your partner while
standing over a dead body.
You are the only person introduced at social gatherings by profession.
You walk into places and people think it’s high comedy to seize their
mate and shout, “They’ve come to get you, Bill.”
You do not see daylight from November until May.
People shout, “I didn’t do it!” when you walk into a room and think
they’re being hugely funny and original.
You’ve ever started a sentence with the phrase “We had this great dead
body earlier. You should have seen it.”
A week’s worth of laundry consists of 6 shirts, 6 pairs of socks,
and 6 pairs of pants.
You’ve ever referred to Thursday as “My Monday”.
Anyone has ever said to you, “Haven’t you got anything better to do? There are
rapes and murders out there and you’re stopping me for drink driving”.
were do i sign?
smiled:D.
LOL
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I’ve never been more than a House Captain at school, but it makes me laugh!
Lol just sent that to a cop friend of ours, whos being filmed for Traffic Cops at the moment.
My late father-in-law was a senior officer in the City Police.
The suspicious old bugger* would have loved that.
Oldguy
(*This man didn’t even believe other policemen.)
If they apply you are definitely a cop… or you spend too much time around them! 