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Friday, February 17, 2006

I live near the beautiful, genteel city of Savannah, right on the Georgia coast. Now, that book, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil says the following:

If you go to Atlanta, the first question people ask you is, 'What's your business?'
In Macon they ask, 'Where do you go to church?'
In Augusta they ask your grandmother's maiden name.
But in Savannah the first question people ask you is
'What would you like to drink?'"

I don't agree, the first question is usually, "Where you all from?" then you are asked what your libation of choice is. However, the whole point of telling you that little story, is to share the following little antedote on life in Savannah!! My sister sent this to me, and I HAD to share!!

Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar in Savannah,Georgia.

After last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so intoxicated that he could barely walk.

The man stumbled around the parking lot for a fewminutes, with the officer quietly observing.

After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five different vehicles, the man managed to find his car which he fell into.

He sat there for a few minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off.

Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a fine,dry summer night) -- flicked the blinkers on, then off a couple of times,honked the horn,and then switched on the lights.

He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then remained still for a few more minutes as some more of the other patron vehicles left.

At last, the parking lot empty, he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly down the road.

The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights,and promptly pulled the man over and carried out a breathalyzer test.

To his amazement the breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed any alcohol at all!

Dumbfounded, the officer said, "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the police station. This breathalyzer equipment must be broken."

"I doubt it." said the truly proud Redneck. "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."