Punk'd @ Three Rivers

Sorry for the choppiness of this story, but it will keep it short. Early this morning at 12:15 there was a firm knock at the door. Mack answered the door and I hear, "My name is officer John... and I have picked up several guys on a DUI charge. They say there are members of a duck club here!" At this point I stopped pretending to be asleep and went to the door with Mack. Mack asks well who do you have? Officer- "well I have so and so, so and so, and Mike Hamilton in the back of the car outside!" As I go to the door, the car is up in front of the house with the spotlight shining on the door. Mike is sitting in the back seat still pounding a Bud Light. The officer lets the three guys out of the back seat and Mike starts cursing at the officer- I'm thinking Mike is fixing to get the night stick! Mack and I's eyes looked like saucers! After five more minutes of verbal bashing, Mike and the officer start laughing, and out comes a camera. Mike says "ah... Officer John and I have been friends for years! We gotcha didn't we!" I admitted defeat and retreated to bed.

Later today Mike told me that he was gonna run off into the dark around the house with the officer chasing him- he was gonna get the officer to shoot several times. Mike was gonna come back to the car and say "hey guys can yall help me over here on the side?"

I would have needed a new pair of drawers right there on the spot! Hats off to you Mikie, you got me good!