posted on Feb, 13 2008 @ 01:15 AM
Reminds me of my "first time"
I was 15 and roaming around the local woods with a pair of my friends. WEe came out on the front lot of the local American Legion, and as we're
crossing through, this half0drunk cop comes charging out yelling at us. My buddies book it, I stand there looking dumb, and next thing I know this
cops's dragging me by my arm going on about how disrespectful I am, how I'm trespassing, and he's going to send me to juvie. He hauled me into the
AL, shoved me into a bar stool, gave me the same interrogation - "What's your name? Where do you live?!" thing, then demanded I "call my mommy"
so he could round her out, too.
Well, I was half crazy scared of this dude (dude... duuuuude!) but like a laser beam, inspiration hit. I dialed the number, and handed him hte phone,
and he went off.
Right into the ear of my uncle, the attorney.
I have never seen gin blossoms whiten out so quick as on that cop