For me it was at a convenience store in hard, blue smurf uniform unarmed in the gay part of Dallas.
Some of the guys coming in from accross the street from the bars were fascinated with my uniform and my "gun"
"Oh officer, You're so keeyoot!"
That was the one where I told my dispatcher next day,
either the post goes, or I and the post goes.
Some of the guys coming in from accross the street from the bars were fascinated with my uniform and my "gun"

"Oh officer, You're so keeyoot!"
That was the one where I told my dispatcher next day,
either the post goes, or I and the post goes.

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