Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes

A tale related by a colleague:

If the police find you passed out drunk behind the wheel of your car, keys in the ignition and the switch on, but are willing to cut you a break because you at least had the presence of mind to pull over and sleep it off, and apparently toted an ass whoopin’ before their arrival…

… and you defiantly crack open a beer in front of the officers, and tell one of them, “I’d like to see you stop me, nigger,” when one of them warns you not to do it…

… then you deserve the night in jail that is coming, and every additional lump, scrape and bruise you sustained in resisting them.

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