My son went to the police department with his Cub Scout troop this evening. When he came home he said:
“Mom! I went to the police station and I got to see where they put the drunks. In the olden days, either the police or the drunk people would have to clean up the puke. But now there is a drain on the floor and it flushes the puke out. AND, we all got locked up for four minutes!”
“How was that?” I asked.