From the State where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes a true
story from Nashville, NC.

Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a local neighborhood
tavern. Late in the evening the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so
intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the
parking lot for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing.

After what seemed an eternity and trying his keys on five vehicles, the
man managed to find his car which he fell into. He was there for a few
minutes as a number of other patrons left the bar and drove off.

Finally he started the car, switched the wipers on and off (it was a fine
dry night) flicked the blinkers on, then off, honked the horn and then
switched on the lights.

He moved the vehicle forward a few inches, reversed a little and then
remained still for a few more minutes as some more vehicles left.

At last he pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive slowly down
the road. The police officer, having patiently waited all this time, now
started up the patrol car, put on the flashing lights, promptly pulled the
man over and carried out a breathalyzer test. To his amazement the
breathalyzer indicated no evidence of the man having consumed alcohol at
all!

Dumbfounded, the officer said "I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the
Police station this breathalyzer equipment must be broken."

"I seriously doubt it," said the man, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy."