THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 10, 2009
Was on traffic duty this afternoon racking up a nice chunk of cash in traffic tickets. Traffic duty can sometimes be slow (a whole hour can go by without writing a single ticket!) and I need lots of coffee and donuts to keep me awake.
I had already downed five thermoses of coffee and I was needing a bathroom break so I pulled into a Casey's. I needed more donuts anyway.
Everything seemed in order inside the store, but when I entered the men's room I saw that they had installed a condom dispenser! My blood pressure must have shot up as high as it's ever gone with outrage, I could hear it pounding in my head!
My initial reaction was to go arrest the register clerk, but as an Officer of the Law, I am highly trained to control my emotions. I decided the most reasonable course of action would be to crawl up on top of the toilet tank in one of the stalls and peer over the edge of the stall until somebody came in to buy a condom, so I could catch them red handed.
I must have waited in there thirty minutes before somebody else came in. The suspect was an adolescent white male, probably about 17. I was immediately suspicious, because he had a lot of tell-tale signs of fagginess. He kind of slinked when he walked, had shaggy hair, pants a little too tight, and one of those sea-shell necklaces. Definitely a California queer, I thought.
He positioned himself at the urinal and proceed to relieve himself. I was not surprised to see that he not only LOOKED at himself "down there" as he was doing nature's business, but he was also HANDLING himself! My stomach turned!
After he finished playing with himself, he pulled the flush lever with only one finger. A REAL man uses his whole hand, but this femboy figured himself too good for that. Then, just as I thought he would, he spotted the condom dispenser, stopped, and reached into his pocket to withdraw 75 cents.
With silent, lightning fast reflexes I drew my taser and aimed it at his shoulder. As his hand went to insert the coins, I pulled the trigger and landed the barbs dead square in the middle of his arm. Little fag didn't even put up a fight, he just dropped like a deer. I lunged over the top of the stall and slammed my knee into his back and slapped the cuffs on him.
I immediately ordered him to present me with identification, but he resisted. I ordered him again and he still wouldn't do it. Turns out I was actually still applying current to his body so I switched the taser off (I thought he was just drooling because he was a lisping queer!)
I ordered him to do it a third time and he said his wallet was in his pocket. I told him there was no way I was dumb enough to fall for his ploys to get me to feel him up like that, so I told him to remove it and throw it on the floor with his free hand.
Surprisingly, he complied. Just then, the register clerk came running into the bathroom to see what all the shouting was about. The register clerk was a woman who was now standing in the men's room! I threw her out of the room and used an extra pair of cuffs to secure her to the coffee machine. I told her she could use her free hand to make me a few cups of coffee to go (free of charge) and I'd just charge her for obstruction of justice.
I went back in the bathroom, confiscated the wallet, and then knelt down next to the gay to ask him why he was buying the devil's gloves. He was starting to cry and blubber. I figured he needed a little motivation, so I rubbed his face all over the pee-stained tile at the base of the urinal.
Finally the whole ugly story about him and his gay escapades came out, and he was buying a rubber casket to spill his seed into, because he wanted to be 'safe.' I told him there's no such thing as safe gay sex. I tossed him into the back of my patrol car, went back to get my free coffee, unloaded a clip of .45 ammo into the condom machine, and hauled the pervert to the big house. We had a long talk about wasting seed on the way.
Now just stop and think about this: What if one of you True Christian men had wandered in there instead of me? You could've been raped for hours! I am trained to handle this situations so you don't have to!
I'm here to keep the streets and bathrooms of Freehold safe, so that you civilians can live in peace and security.
Over and out.









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