"Texas Dogbite Gunshot Butt Woundâ Would make a good name for a kickass brand of weed.
Hey, at least he only thought heâd been shot by a gun. He could have thought it was a rocket, man.
I thought you could only get so high. Now I am kinda jealous I never got that high.
Or a Butthole Surfers album.
I lived in a small <5k town for a short while and while the scanner was running in the background it crackled and I heard (names approximate as I donât recall specifics):
Dispatch: Car 4, Donny you on?
Car: Iâm on Carla.
Dispatch: Bobâs drunk and is at it with Loretta again.
Car: He doesnât have the axe again does he?
Dispatch: Iâm afraid so.
What got me was how matter-of-factly this exchange was - like it wasnât unusual at all - just another Friday nightâŚ
Even in our Los Angeles adjacent city, we have a minimum of 4 cop cars show up for everything.
Yup. When I was a kid, Torrance PD showed up because neighbors had called that my house was being TPâd. Three cop cars and six cops⌠And my a-hole buddies hiding in my backyard with my dog (who obviously knew them).
In a shocking turn of events, when I was asked if I knew who could have done it, and I replied âYeah, Iâve got an ideaâ, the cops said âwell, it looks like they left their bag of TP, donât let their neighbors call us!â.
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