EvilMister's First Day as a Fake Cop Is Tomorrow
Well, the headline pretty much sums up my day tomorrow. My hopes are that I will:
- Be invited for a ridealong, where I will be able to prove that all the years of playing video games has, in fact, given me the power to shoot perps, skells, and other badguys dead with a single shot. This is important, because I have never shot a gun. Other than the blue one that I use when I play "House of the Dead 2". I kick ass at that game.
- Be invited for a ridealong, where me and the other cops in the car will instead go to a stipjoint, where I will be given free lap dances because I "am one of the boys". Following the stripjoint, me and the fellas will shake up the neighborhood with many John Woo ninja-style gunfights, resulting in my being given the Key to The City.
- I will at long last be able to hack into the ever-mysterious, ever-present "permanent record" and find out for sure what my Grade 9 Latin teacher really said about the time he threw a desk at me. (He really, really did. And then he gave me some peanut M&M's)
- Run around saying, "Excuse me, sir/miss, but I have just one more question for you. I don't mean to bother you, it's just that this whole case has been going around in my mind. Do you mind if I ask you one more question?". And then, when I ask that question, I will be able to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that the person is the murderer, and I will change my name to Columbo.
- Bust some mad caps in some fool punks who be steppin' up to me, yo!
These can really happen. They really, really can. And if things go the way I want them to, all of them will take place. Also, on account of the fact that I am sleepy and can hardly think anymore, this will be both a linkless and pictureless post.
2 Comments:
I don't get it. What exactly will you be doing again?
-E
What will I be doing all day? Sitting in a room with two other people talking. Occasionally someone will come by and ask a question. Then we write up a report. Then we talk some more. It ain't bad.
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