Dec 11. Po-Lice. 5:00pm.

My downfall is undoubtedly going to be my lack of respect for authority. I can't stand it when people that I don't know and that play no role in my life try to tell me what to do. FUCK OFF! It's my choice if I want to smoke some dope or run around the city drunk! I'm not driving, I'm of a legal age to be drunk and the only person I'm hurting is myself. Damn cops.

It kills me to have to stop and pull over for a cop when they hit the sirens;

What the fuck do you want? "Excuse me?...that's no way to talk to an officer, don't get lippy!" Well what the fuck do you want? You're the one who pulled me over, wouldn't you be pissed if I pulled you over? now get on with it! "Can I see your license." No! Get the hell out of here, you must have the smallest penis in the world to have to be this much of a prick. "Ok, step out of the car so I can beat the piss out of you and stick my thumb up your ass." Yea, just give me a minute...

That would be the time I roll up the window, lock the door and grab my cell phone: "Hello 911...What's the emergency?" THIS MANIAC CUT ME OFF AND I'M PULLED OVER ON QUEEN ST. AND HE'S RIGHT OUTSDE MY CAR AND HE SAYS HE WANTS TO BEAT ME UP AND RAPE ME AND STICK HIS COCK IN MY ASS AND HE TRIED TO KISS ME AND HE'S LICKING MY WINDOW.. "Hey! Get off of the phone, what are you doing?! Open the door! *BANG*BANG*..."AND NOW HE'S TRYING TO BREAK OPEN THE WINDOW, PLEASE SEND THE POLICE AND THE FIRE DEPT. AND AN AMBULENCE, AND THE NEWSPAPER. HELP ME!!!HEELLLP MEEEEEE! I'M SO VERY SCARED *CLICK* "Get out of the car you little fucker you're under arrest. I'm going to beat the fuck out of you!"...

That's right about the time when I punch myself in the nose and start to cry. I can hear all of the sirens in the distance and he's really trying to smash the window now. So I look up at him and smile...blood dripping off my chin and all. I start to whisper to him now, because even if he does break the window and beat me to a pulp it'll make it all even more worthwhile and believable. little bitch little bitch little bitch...I'm having a great time now. I bet you the cop is getting scared and really wishes he didn't pull me over now! I can guarantee that that would be the last time that cop EVER pulled someone over just because they had a Mohawk, or didn't look like someone that came from his church.

I'm all worked up now, I'm going to go drink a few beers jump in the car and run some red lights.

Dec 11. Thanks for Giving a beating.

This happened a while back but it's a perfect example of the cops we have to deal with here. I'm going to be brief here in the hopes the my droog will get pissed for me explaining it wrong and write it for himself.

We hit the bar at around 11pm and drank fast to make up for lost time. We got cut off after the three of us drank 5 pitchers in an hour and a half. We put up a bit of an argument about getting cut off but decided that hitting another bar would be easier. There's a Turtle Jacks right across the street from where we were so we strolled over to there.

When we arrived it became evident to me how intoxicated we where. Inside we order another pitcher, pounded it back and called it quits. We decided we should stop by this guy Joe's house to see if he had any Booda on the way to Ted's where we were all crashing.

To make a long story short we left Joe's with no weed and the cops on our ass. (His parents called them.)

We continued our journey to Ted's; we were ranting, yelling and fighting amongst ourselves the whole way. I have to admit we were being pretty damn loud considering it was 2:30 in the morning.

Anyways, we noticed a car pull up and stop on the street right ahead of us but we couldn't tell if it was a cop or not. ( We later found out it was a K-9 unit, which drive unmarked cars. ) From here on the rest is a bit of a blur:

Ted was in front him and the cop walked right into each other. The cop wrestled him to the ground and 4 more cop cars showed up in the blink of an eye. Four cops were on Ted right now and kneeing him and wrenching his arms and shit. My other friend and I were just watching as Ted was yelling at the cops "Fuck off!, Fuck you!!" ...etc. Even the damn K-9 got in on the action.

After wrestling a bit the threw Ted in a car. Steve and I were searched and I was tossed in a car. (We were both released.)

Ted got arrested for assaulting the K-9 cop and when he got back to the station they beat the piss out of him. We got pictures of him with all his cuts and shit. He also went and got an official doctors report which includes shit like "bruises of fist and boot marks."

Like I said this would be brief. The pictures will be up soon and hopefully Ted's experience.

Fuck Peel Police. Oct 2000.

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