I've had to wait longer, face down on the shoulder of a highway, with a cop's knee in my back as his cop buddy allegedly ran my plates because I matched "the description" than this cop had to wait for her McMuffin.
AND... the takeaway from my whole black ass family was that it was MY FAULT because I gave the cop "lip" when he stopped me.
Pulled over and put his snout in my car and said he "smelled marijuana." I said "I guess I should tell the car wash to stop using the marijuana soap?"
Pulled over and put his snout in my car and said he "smelled marijuana." I said "I guess I should tell the car wash to stop using the marijuana soap?"
*That's* what pissed him off. I didn't even have time to get the smug off my face before he was dragging me out of the car.
And my fam was all "I told you about driving in Kokomo [Indiana]" and "How many times do we have to tell you to watch your fresh mouth?"
And my fam was all "I told you about driving in Kokomo [Indiana]" and "How many times do we have to tell you to watch your fresh mouth?"
SO I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO CRY ABOUT IT LIKE THIS COP. I HAD TO RUB SOME DIRT ON IT AND MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE.
Sorry. I'm still bitter. I still think about how the cops could kill me for being WITTY.
