As med6753 started to tell of outstanding PSB radio intercepts, I shal also share one of the very best that I ever had:
It was about 17years ago, in late summer at around 3AM, when Dispatch called up a patrol car from a precinct on the outer rim of the area of responsibility, which is of partly rural character.
It was directed to move to a area described by the two roads (numbered, not town) and a bridge, which formed it's boundaries. There they should look for, and then help, a Farmer Mr. Whatever, who was in pursuit of a wayward pig. I was glued in silence to my place in expectation, because a story involving a pig must be good. Time passed. I became a bit uneasy - had I pursued a thought and ignored the report of the outcome? Then, about 90min after the initial message, something unexpected happened: Another car from the outlying area was called up, and subsequently sent to the same place. Then came the hilarious explanation, with the dispatcher first telling car 2 of the tasking of car 1. Concluding this, he told them that he was called by the farmer, who had returned home (sans pig) and that they should be on the lookout for their missing colleagues, which are still somewhere in the cornfield, chasing the pig.
Given the time of the year, the corn (yes, Zea Mays!) was at full height.
The idea of two policemen chasing a pig in a cornfield at night (and maybe catching each other, but not the impudent porker) had me laughing until it hurt!