One cannot leave one's bunker w/o encountering the police encountering someone.
Dimbulbed idjit enters the line of fire. (Pretty sure it was "just" a taser, but still.)
We are always amused by the number of vehicles & filth at any & every police terror situation, blocking traffic &, we guess, catching up on departmental gossip while standing around w/ their thumbs up their asses. Considering how the L.A.P.D. is constantly whining about their small number in comparison to the population & size of our hellhole, you'd think some of these yobs & their prowl cars would have something else to do.
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