Thursday, June 16, 2005

Chick Without Gun


I'm sure this happens to you all the time. You're at work and the dagger pains of chili con carne attack like a slow, calculating pendulum. When you get the chance to dart to the loo you haul ass quicker than a prison breakout. "Gangway!" echoes through the halls. Relief is finally found and you start to daydream about California mudslides or espresso machines with a near-orgasmic warm glow over your face. All but done now except for the thorough cleansing of hands with hot water and hand soap. Oh yeah, you walk out and forget all about your fuckin' 40-caliber Glock on the sink of the courthouse bathroom.
New York Sheriff's Officer Leaves Gun in Bathroom [Officer.com]