Right, so the other day, I’m driving home from work. It’s dark. I’m having fun, cruising down County Line, or something like that.
Then, I turn onto Clarkson. I’m happily speeding down the street, when I see a pair of headlights shining out of the cross street. I’m thinking, “hmmm, those headlights look a little weird…. they almost look like… HOOOOOLLLLLLYYYYYYY CCCCRRRRAAAAPPPPPP!!!!! *SCRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCHHHH*!”. That’s right, they were the headlights of an Arapahoe County Sheriff’s Deputy. Fortunately, he was leaving that trap for a better place, so he didn’t catch me. However, he did follow me down Clarkson, and therefore I was driving a little less stupidly than I usually do. I even stopped at that gay stopsign. But that’s not the point.
The point is that the cop followed me over a mile. Then he parked in the church parking lot at the corner of Clarkson & Dry Creek.
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