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Friday, May 22nd, 2009
I am a police officer in the UK. One night a few years back, I get called to a male trying to kick in the front door of a house. On arrival, he is sitting in the porch , drunk as a skunk and having lost control of his bladder. Apart from that he is no problem and no damage to the front door. (more…)
Tags: bladder, cocaine, gloves, jeans, police officer, skunk, wallet
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Friday, May 22nd, 2009
I sat at my typewriter one night, making a futile attempt at catching up on reports. It seemed that either the phone was ringing or someone was walking in off the street, interrupting my train of thought. That’s the way it was in a small town, people would just stop in to chat. I just got rid of the last interruption and hit the keys a few times when the police radio came to life beside me. It was the Sheriff’s department dispatcher. A call reached their office regarding a disturbance at the Shell gas station on the east side of town. (more…)
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Friday, May 22nd, 2009
All right so there was this guy who did not like his wife so he took a bunch of pills and through them away he left a note saying he comitted suicide then he took a long sleep so his wife got home and took him to the hospital so they got out mr.tube and put it up his nose then they got mrs.chorcal and pumpped it up the tube so he through up (that is the goal)the looked through it and did not see any pills but they did not like him so they did it again and again finaly they let him go home where his wife divorced him.
Tags: long sleep, pills, suicide
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Friday, May 22nd, 2009
Cops on our watch responded to a suicide in progress. Girl was cutting her own head off with a kitchen knife. No shit. She was about 1/2 inch in when they got to her, pulled the knife away, and saved her. Lots of blood, but she made it. Now the nervous waiting on toxicology to see what the officers might have contracted from the blood contact. Oh, boy.
Tags: cops, kitchen knife, suicide, toxicology
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Friday, May 22nd, 2009
I saw that bit about the cop who lied to become a cop, but was in fact an illegal alien. As a beat cop myself, I understand, but really we have some trouble finding cops at all. I think keep him and fix the immigration thing. He seemed like a good cop.
Tags: beat cop, cops, good cop, illegal alien, immigration, milwaukee, nightmare
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