In honor of my having to work Christmas Eve and Day:
The Twelve Days of Crackmess
12 months probation 11 pipers huffin' 10 counts of larceny 9 plastic baggies 8 bogus names 7 pit bull puppies 6 packs of Newport's 5 golden teeth 4 kids on welfare 3 stolen steaks 2 crack pipes And a trip to the county jail.
“Heaven is where the police are English, the cooks are French, the mechanics are German, the lovers are Italian and everything is organized by the Swiss.
Hell is where the police are German, the cooks are English, the mechanics are French, the lovers are Swiss, and everything is organized by the Italians."
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning . . . uphill BOTH ways
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Today was a good day at work. Mostly because I spent it all on the range and got to leave an hour early. I got qualified with my duty weapon and my off-duty/backup weapons. Somehow I managed to shoot a better score with my 2" Airlite .38 than I did with the 9mm HK. Go figure
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