I Fought the Law

Jesus broke the law. So did George Washington. You did, too, and we want to hear about it.

I Fought the Law
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Thrilling Winter Escapades

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So, one frigid, winter night a buddy of mine calls me up around 2 a.m. asking if I'd like to hang out. I was up for it, so I headed out. At the time, however, he had no cell, so he called on his family's land line to reach me. This meant I couldn't call him back when I arrived without waking his family, so he'd have to meet me outside. As I turned into his subdivision I see flashing lights near his street. I started to wonder who would be breaking the law at this freezing, ungodly hour. Maybe because the fates have a sense of humor, or maybe because a part of me knew it couldn't possibly be something rational, the cop was searching my friend as he stood in front of his house. My friend had been trying to explain that he was waiting outside for me to show up because of the phone thing, as I pulled into the driveway. My arrival backed up his story and he let him go. As he was leaving he asked what we were doing. We told him simply hanging out, getting sandwiches, things of the like. So he leaves and we head out to the 7-11. As we returned to the subdivision, I see the cop in front of us. He pulls to the side so we can go around him. Of course, he throws on his cherries as we pull in front of my friend's house. The cop then got out and asked us what we were doing. We replied that we had left to get sandwiches and were returning with said sandwiches. We even held them up to show him. But he insisted on checking my trunk anyway. Normally I would have said no, mostly as a matter of principle, but since it was about 3 a.m. and we wanted to get inside because of the snow, I let him, just to shut him up. Finally he leaves and we go inside, amazed as to how boring fighting crime really is.

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