from  the state where drinking and driving is considered  a sport, comes a true story  from Port Orange, Florida.

Recently  a routine police  patrol parked outside a local neighborhood bar.   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 different vehicles, the man managed to find his own 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 dry night),  flicked the hazard flasher on and off, tooted the horn, and  then  switched on the lights.  He moved the vehicle forward a few inches,  reversed a little, and then remained stationary for a few more  minutes as more  patrons left in their vehicles.  At last he pulled  out of the parking lot and  started to drive slowly down the street.

The police officer, having  patiently waited all this time,  now started up his 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 doubt  it," said the man, "Tonight, I'm the  designated decoy."