On my way home from watching MYSTERY TV SHOW I noticed this interesting art under an over pass. I snagged a quick picture, not thinking too much about the time of night or my location (Midnight, Roscoe Villiage). I did, however, notice the M-Plated Cop car in the alley down the street. I guess sticking around a graffiti covered underpass for two minutes makes one a suspicious character…
…I took the picture, and he rolled up on me. Mr. Officer asked what I was doing, apologized for the inconvience and grabbed my bag. I showed him my star. We then discussed juvenile law.
It looks like Drinky Bird.
OH MY GOD YOU WENT TO THE BSG EVENT!!!!!
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
So? How awesome was it?
…7/10
i’ll talk more about it at length on the 25.
That’s crazy that he grabbed your bag. Looking at destruction of property does not make you guilty.
But AG this is the new America. To question authority is to hate her. I don’t hate her….do I?
Seriously, I think the only thing that kept me from yelling, “what the fuck” was the gun on his hip. He was polite, courteous and armed with a big honking gun.
It still makes me mad. I hate the way police are in America. Especially to men these days. It’s wrong. Wrong, AG says.
I agree; however, I have to to pick my battles. I want to participate in the revolution, not just be let out of jail by it.