JASON Wallace, 26, walks into the Swansea’ main police station. He confesses to having set fire to a flat because the occupant owed him money.
He is up before the Beak at Swansea Crown Court heard.
Police says Wallace smelled strongly of alcohol and claimed he had scarfed nine litres of cider. The police doctor ordered that Wallace be served lager to lessen the withdrawal symptoms.
Says Judge Gerald Price:
“Wonders will never cease. Does this mean that if you turn up at a police station and ask for alcohol you might get a drink?”
Well, yes, but only if you are already pissed out of your head and wearing flip-flops…
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December 1st, 2008 at 12:18 pm
how do you “scarf” 9 litres of cider…? are we talking wrapping them up in a woollen accessory or have I missed something?
November 30th, 2008 at 4:49 pm
no curry demands?
November 30th, 2008 at 12:50 pm
Tough on kebabs, tough on the causes of kebabs…
November 30th, 2008 at 12:15 pm
The law has many tools at its disposal. Psychological profiling, software to detect micro-gestures in video interviews and now ‘the snakebite confession’. A two-part technique - if the perp doesn’t blurt out his guilt while inebriated, he will definitely ‘fess up during the shattering hangover just to get two aspirin and a cuppa.
Tapes have to be edited for court use though. After all, how many times can a juror bear to hear those chilling words: “You’re my best mate you are. Bleeeuuurgh! Sorry about your shoes…I love you. Do they serve kebabs here? No chilli on mine.”