05/26/2011 |
So today I went to Taco Mac with some friends, I had two beers, and when I left I got pulled over for an out of service tail light. Oh, and they thought I was drunk.
The truth is I have a bum lower back and a get extremely nervous around cops. You know why? Because you're always breaking the law, even right now, sitting there at your computer reading these words you're breaking some kind of insanely stupid law.
But I passed, finally.
By the end of it I had to juggle knives, spin plates and count to 1000 in arabic all while performing scenes from the sound of music. They didn't believe the breathalyzer, and I had to go through a few before they finally let me go whilst eying me suspiciously. Like I was going to con their grandmothers out of some ancient heirloom.
So that was my work out, and my nerves likely broke down any calories I might have accumulated throughout the days.. I'm sufficiently too terrified to leave the house, because they followed me back almost the whole way back home.
I can't tell if they're protecting the community with unwavering passion and focus, or just being dicks.
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