Remember that everytime you feel like crying, look at your right hand, wearing a sock puppet named, Ricky, the NYC vice cop. He's a poor cop, and needs a search warrant against all those other, private school-educated police officers around him at work. They're all so rich and powerful around him.
Didn't he successfully prevent you from ever trying crack, meth, or heroin, in fourth grade, when he gave that graphic, Say No To Drugs speech, even though no one thought he was worthy of a raise? Now, wipe your tears with your Ricky, NYC vice cop sock puppet and listen to that song by Meredith Brooks. Remember when anyone could have called you "bitch" or other denigrating names? Comb your memory banks, everyone, in order to protect the poor, innocent and frail within the community.
He may be in trouble for tackling or busting those rich, tall poppy, St Leonard's, Hampton, Victoria, Australian cocaine dealers, even on their posh yachts. He will need any information leading to RICO Act violations, in order to prevent getting streamlined, including by those drug cartels. Think about how his own Thornton/Northglenn/Westminster sheriff betrayed him for the Chinese Triad "kickbacks" and his credible federal lawsuit was somehow lost due to corruption within the U.S. federal courts.
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