Yesterday was going great: Church was awesome, shot some really good scenes for the movie, got a nice little bite to eat. Perfect little Sunday, right?? Wrong. On the way home I got JEALOUS'D by the police and got pulled over. He claimed I drove right through a stop sign and clearly I didn't. Anyway, this is a film interpretation of what essentially happened:
So yea, that's pretty much what happened. Except there was only one cop and he was Black. When he asked where I lived I should have said, "A small town called 'Fresh of a cop's ass. And you're makin me home sick.'"
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Music Enthusiast.
asamp was right + Clan Eclectic.
Always and forever wavy. On a never-ending quest for the snooks, brews and some [good] new tunes.
