You stop your car and get out. The police just stare at you, motionless. You burp and pull out some beer and offer them some. They don't respond. You shake the beer around and offer it to them again in a very slow, but loud voice. They still don't respond. You ask them, "What's wrong with you? Don't you understand?". They don't respond. You get frustrated and start pulling faces and jumping around in a very childish kind of way. They still don't respond. You get fed up and turn around to get back in the car when you feel a slight burning sensation on your bum. They have tranquilized you.
You wake up in a dungeon in a straightjacket, with a hangover. There is some weirdo reading from a book and laughing insanely. He mutters in-between breaths that they will never let you out of the insane asylum.
Bad Luck. Try Again.
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