Fellas,

You know we've all faced similar circumstances, behind the wheel, trying to 'score' back in the Bad Old Days, maybe changing a flat in a scary part of town after 2am...it doesn't always have to LE that scares us either, am I right?

I can't say what I'd do in a situation like that, I really can't. In my situation, of course, I'd be many miles from home, more than likely, and basically unfamiliar of where to go or where to wait it out, if that were an option...I think it's close to a 50/50 split: sometimes they're there to bust a party or transaction, and sometimes your sense of self- preservation is just in high gear, and for good reason. The safest thing to do is not always the most rewarding, perhaps, but...well, you know. Better safe than having to call an attorney unexpectedly, especially on a Saturday night!

I've been lucky, and I realize how blatantly foolish this'll sound, but in those situations, an awful lot of the times, I proceed with the plan, unless there are specific signs that pertain to my absolutely unexpected presence at the scene...say it with me now, it might work for you, too:

"There is no LE, only Zool."

It's catchy, no? Let me know if this works for you, too.


Okay,
Bobbo