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i really love it when i'm walking down the street in a posse, bottle of wine in hand, and i get passed a beer. i also love it when two cop cars appear coming towards me. what i love even more is when i, foolishly, ditch the bottles in a bush. the real kicker comes when mr. copper pulls over, grabs me, instructs me to pick up the bottles, and then proceeds to run my license. furthermore, i love it when the bottles he placed on his hood begin to blow off because of the ridiculous winds, and i, the perpetrator, am forced to lunge for the bottles in order to prevent them from breaking. since i'm in a loving mood, i'll continue.. i also love it when mr. copper puts me in the back of his police car because i'm being mouthy. BUT --- what i love the most is when the afforementioned law officer takes away my license because it's suspended. now i have no photo id, save for my passport. yay. tonight will be my inagural evening in the passport flashing club. club zed represent.