Mar 11, 2009 11:30
like... last night, i was 16, but at my grade school for some reason... driving to school, and when i got there realized that one of the teachers had some kind of mafia-like tie to the local police, and the cops had come in and were taking over the school and like demanding to see IDs and pushing kids around.. so they make me show them my license and say that something's wrong (it didn't have the right city or something bullshit), and THEN they hit a kid with their car and he was laying there bleeding and dying, and no one moved to go help him because they were afraid of the cops
And this is a real kid that I remember from grade school, but haven't really thought of since.. poor Bobby J.-- my dreams killed you.
and it was MY 6th grade teacher who was all in with the cops! Mrs. G?! What the fuck!
Afterward, we went inside and were watching some video documentary, learning about some book george washington wrote or something, like nothing ever happened.
Oh yeah.. and Alice, the maid from the Brady Bunch was the host of that documentary.
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