F*** the Police

Arizona DPS can kiss my ass.

John Law

Me:  Oooh, a cop.  Let’s take a picture. [^^^]

Cop:  Oooh, an asshole with a camera.  Let’s find a violation.

Me:  Speed limit 55 mph; cruise control at 52 mph, bitch.

Cop:  Cop computer, fucker.  Step one – run plate for APBs and or possible transportation of doughnuts.  Step 2 – follow this asshole for a couple of miles to see if he flinches.  Or if he’s liquored up after the singles bar.

Me:  Not my first time with a cop’s nose up my ass.  Also, cruise control, bitch.

Cop:  I’m bored.

*speeds off to find the next person to harass*

Me:  Just like that speed trap in Wayland Michigan.  Mustang with cruise 1, Cops 0.  Dick.

Me:  Thank Bo for up to date plates.

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