Sunday, September 11, 2011

Serve and Protect.

A guy has his distress lights on, and  is standing outside his car, I stop beside, he ask me what he should do, should he call the police?
I say: look there's one over there!
The guy waves at the police, the light turn green, I so I leave, since he has what he wanted. The policeopen their lights and go after me.
I stop.
Police guy: "you have a burned light,$$".
I guess it was way more important to go tell me that I had a burned light, and make some bucks on me, than to go help the guy who needed it.
Way to serve and protect.
Fuck You.

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