What's up you little fuckers?.........Miss me? Judging from the ridiculous amount of egg on my squad car I'm going to guess you didn't.Well, you know what, fuck it. I'm not going to let you little punks rain on this cop's parade.This site asked me to write about my daily life as a TC Police Officer and that's exactlywhat I'm going to do. Now, where was I...Usually for lunch I like to head on over to Jack In The Box, not because I enjoy the 2 tacos for a dollar deal but because the scumbags in this town do. Usually by 3 PM I'm so high on PCP I'm too busy trying to talk myself out of taking the shotgun from my trunk and firing at traffic on 121 to eat those things anyway. The chief has often complimented me on my keen police instinct that has alerted me to a large amount of criminal activity, but I prefer not to think of it as Keen Police Instinct, I like to think of it more as something I call "Mexi-dar" You see, it's a three step process,Step 1) See A Mexican
Step 2) Arrest The Mexican
Step 3) Plant drugs and or weapons on said Mexican.
This process has worked for well over ten years and hasn't failed once.... Hold on, I see one now. This is Joe Brikowski, signing off.
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