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"Two Miles To The Nearest Liquor Store"

It’s 2:30 on a snowy afternoon when Stephano is pulled over by the police. It takes him a while, but Stephano finally manages to stop. There’s a paper bag on the floorboard between his feet. The cop asks Stephano if he’ll give permission to look in the paper bag. Stephano nods affirmatively. The bag contains four bottles of wine.

Meanwhile, according to The Adrian (MI) News, the cop is trying to give Stephano the standard roadside sobriety test. "Walking heel-to-toe, take ten steps forward," says the cop. Stephano takes one step and falls into a snowbank on the roadside.

Next the cop asks Stephano to recite the alphabet.

Stephano begins singing, "a-b-c-d-e-f-g..." and he can’t remember the rest.

"Don’t sing it — say it," says the cop.

Stephano can’t think past the letter "g." He can’t do anything but stand there, teetering back-and-forth in his bedroom slippers while smiling at the cop.

"You’re busted!" says the officer, "for driving while under the influence."

"How about I just follow you to the police station?" suggests Stephano.

"I’ve got a better idea; why don’t you slip on these pretty little silver bracelets and ride with me in my shiny warm police car?"

The cop calls for a wrecker and Stephano’s vehicle is impounded. Stephano does get to ride in the back seat of the officer’s patrol car to the Lenawee County lockup.

At the jail, Stephano takes the standard sobriety test which shows him to be at 2½ times the legal limit for intoxication in the State of Michigan.

I guess I forgot to mention — the vehicle Stephano is driving is a John Deere lawn tractor. He said his wife drove the family car to work that morning and he was "abandoned with no means of transportation," except for the lawn mower. The liquor store is two miles away — "too long a walk in the snow" Stephano says.


Copyright-Bob Ford 2008      


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