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Default Another fat piece of crap...

(JoeSpareBedroom:wrote
Somehow, I've managed to have nothing but positive experiences with
cops, some to the point where it seemed weird. When I first got my
handgun, I was on my way to the range, and I'd stopped at the bank to
deposit a check. I wasn't yet equipped with a belt stiff enough to
support the clunker of a gun I had at the time, so while fumbling for my
wallet, the belt sagged, and my jacket moved up enough to expose half
the gun. There's a tap on my shoulder, I turn around, and it's a cop
behind me in line. He points to the gun. I said "Jeez...I just got this
gun and blah blah blah". He didn't even ask for my permit. He took his
notepad out of his pocket, wrote down the name of a store that sells cop
accessories, and said "This is where I get my belts. They'll set you up
with something that works. Have a nice day." I left scratching my &
thinking "cop...bank....gun...what just happened here?" :-)


In other words: A cop see's a fat guy at a bank wearing a pinky ring
that doesn't know how to wear a concealed piece without it printing, and
for obvious reasons, see's no threat. Then sends the fat gun toting
moron to his friends store helping him out with a little business, and
getting a good laugh out of it at the same time.


1972: I'm cranking down route 81 south of Syracuse, doing close to 100
in a
bright yellow 1970 Cougar. Hair down past my shoulders. Along comes a
state trooper, and I figured "Great. I'm a dead man. These guys are
taught to kill hippies". I told him the truth: "This is the first day in
over a month when it's been dry & sunny instead of icy. I was just
stretchin' it out a little. And I was gonna slow down for that weird
curve up ahead". He says "You think 100 is just a little stretch?" Takes
my license, does his radio thing, comes back, looks in the car and asks
"Hurst shifter in a Cougar? Never saw that before. You put it in?" We
get into a brief discussion about it. Then, "Slow it down. Don't do that
on my highway." Leaves, gives me no ticket. WTF?

In other words: A cop pulls a fat hairbag wearing a pinky ring over in a
POS Couger topping out at 100 mph, and as he's getting ready to write
the ticket he notices the fat hairbag has screwed a Hurst shifter knob
onto a stock 4 spd shifter, Cop decides WTF if this guy is that much of
a poser then who cares if he wraps himself around a pole, and to heck
with the ticket, he probably wouldn't pay it anyway.


Actually, my worst experience was with a cop who bungled a burglary
investigation by being exquisitely stupid.

In other words: The fat guy that wears a pinky ring forgot to lock the
door, and instead of taking the blame like a real man would, puts it on
the cop ivestigating said case.
UD