May 25, 2005 11:06
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I FUCKING HATE THIS PATROL JOB. DAMN YOU, BARBRADY. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOU ARRESTING SOME DEFECT WHO TURNED OUT TO BE ONE OF THE RICHEST GUYS IN THE DAMN TOWN. FUCKIN' A.
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Edit: Got a call about some disturbance in the slums of town. Delinquents again, I bet. Argh, I'd rather be bored right now. This isn't supposed to be my fuckin' job. I'd better get going.