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Hear ye, hear ye:
What it do players? Here’s the deal:
From the desk of the world’s greatest cop
Four score and seven years ago…
I was pretty wasted, so don’t put too much stock in the details of the following incident report.
He ran, I chased…yadda, yadda, yadda…
There once was a perp from Nantucket.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times....
The names in this report have been changed to protect the innocent...
The mayor then made an illegal turn on Smith St. at which point I opened fire...
Before I get into details, I have a few "shout-outs" for my homies in the Command staff...
It was so dark and wet that you could almost eat the mist. The radio call penetrated the eirie silence with such intensity that for a moment, I was sure I had lost my mind....
Got call. Arrested bad guy. The End.
Mye pertnar an eye wear on petrol wen we sawed a man actin suspishly...
Let me just start by stressing the fact that at no time was I without my badge or my gun, and the nudity was CRITICAL to establish a certain level of trust with the prostitutes...
The suspect then repeatedly assaulted me by slamming his face into my fist.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away....
Saw drunk. Arrested same.
There I was, minding my own business, not bothering a soul, when to my utter astonishment...
Sarge, this is gonna be a long read, but it all comes together in the end, I promise.
What it do players? Here’s the deal:
From the desk of the world’s greatest cop
Four score and seven years ago…
I was pretty wasted, so don’t put too much stock in the details of the following incident report.
He ran, I chased…yadda, yadda, yadda…
There once was a perp from Nantucket.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times....
The names in this report have been changed to protect the innocent...
The mayor then made an illegal turn on Smith St. at which point I opened fire...
Before I get into details, I have a few "shout-outs" for my homies in the Command staff...
It was so dark and wet that you could almost eat the mist. The radio call penetrated the eirie silence with such intensity that for a moment, I was sure I had lost my mind....
Got call. Arrested bad guy. The End.
Mye pertnar an eye wear on petrol wen we sawed a man actin suspishly...
Let me just start by stressing the fact that at no time was I without my badge or my gun, and the nudity was CRITICAL to establish a certain level of trust with the prostitutes...
The suspect then repeatedly assaulted me by slamming his face into my fist.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away....
Saw drunk. Arrested same.
There I was, minding my own business, not bothering a soul, when to my utter astonishment...
Sarge, this is gonna be a long read, but it all comes together in the end, I promise.
