Rolling a smoke? Naw... I don't smoke. How about uncapped an ice cold Mt Dew?
True Story: At my Police Academy one of the driving course stages involved (and I swear on a box of freashly rolled .45s) driving the course while doing all the following at the same time:
1. Talking on the radio.
2. eating 3 pastries.
3. Downing a can of soda.
I passed.
Okay, it was an "Extra Credit" stage... but I needed it after sending my Impalla cruiser across the grass field off the course and spinning like I was trying to drive like a figure skater. I was trying to set a course record and the power steering hiccuped and sent me out of control.
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