A Word of Advice

If you find yourself drunk off your ass, shirtless, preparing to win a bet by heroically dashing into the cold abyss outside the pub, and then the police turn up; don't start telling them stories. If your commonsense is taking a well deserved break at lager beach, make sure you have a brit on hand to whack up the maximum english, for example chatting  to one of the cop's wives on the phone, to ensure a fun and happy resolution.

However, i have a horrible feeling the footage from the cop car camera is going to end up on an episode of COPS entitled "Sometimes it ends o.k."