But I still haven't found/ What I'm looking for - U2
Comes a tale in the newspaper's docket of an apparent wardrobe malfunction of a peculiar sort.
And if I am lying, may I be forced against my will to watch an endless loop of a vice-presidential debate.
Seems a woman was escorted into custody because she was wanted under a warrant after being located walking along a street.
While she was being processed and searched at the county jail, two rocks of alleged drugs were found on her person.
Inside her bra, according to an incident report, were the alleged drugs.
"Those drugs aren't mine," she initially said.
How can that be? the officer asked.
"I haven't worn that bra in, like, two months," our crafty suspect said.
So, the patrolman queried, you haven't washed this bra in two weeks?
What is worse?: Admitting to have drugs or confessing to wearing dirty laundry.
No easy answer was forthcoming.You could say that she was busted.
If I test this substance, will I find drugs?, the officer probed.
She finally relented and said she uses drugs once in a while to cope with life.
Like having to do laundry, perhaps?