On my way to work this morning I noticed that there was way too many cops in the area. Since the location of my wonderful apartment is in a shady part of town it was almost normal at 4:30 AM. I start to round the corner of my building and I notice more cops racing down the street. I was like "shit there has to be something good going down," so why not ride a bit closer to investigate. As I get to the park, I noticed uniformed individuals running to and fro within its gates. "Awe yeah, some action" I think to myself. Then I hear a loud crack and see people running. This is when I noticed that all of these on duty cops were playing softball at 4:30 AM. I have to do a stake out and get some photos of these fools. I'm curious as to whether they were getting overtime to play softball. If they are,well then shit I'm in. I could shoot someone and swing a bat.
I have almost removed all of the tar that was covering my body due to this past weekend's shenanigans. Those I was with have informed me of how bad I was and have taken every chance to joke with me about it. It is to much relief that my sense of shame has disappeared over the last few years.
Currently listening:
Advance and Vanquish
By 3 Inches of Blood
I have almost removed all of the tar that was covering my body due to this past weekend's shenanigans. Those I was with have informed me of how bad I was and have taken every chance to joke with me about it. It is to much relief that my sense of shame has disappeared over the last few years.
Currently listening:
Advance and Vanquish
By 3 Inches of Blood
feeling ashamed is a waste of energy. im glad you can joke about your shenanigans (shenanigans!? really? what are you, a leprachaun!? hehe)