The owners of a gay bar in St. Louis were getting ready to relax Sunday night when a police vehicle crashed through the front of their business, Bar:PM.
Sorry folks, this didn’t look paywalled for me when I posted it.
My experience with Missouri police was not a good one. They lied and said my taillights (yes, both) were out and “that” was why they pulled me over apparently. So he took me to his car, where I could see my taillights functioning, and accused me of smuggling drugs from México. Apparently, because I had taken a road trip to New Mexico (which he interrogated out of me), that means that I had drugs from the country México. Tell me how a police officer doesn’t know New Mexico is a state…
To top it all off, he told me to stop breaking the law and let me on my way without so much as a clue to what law I was breaking.
My experience with Missouri police was not a good one. They lied and said my taillights (yes, both) were out and “that” was why they pulled me over apparently. So he took me to his car, where I could see my taillights functioning, and accused me of smuggling drugs from México. Apparently, because I had taken a road trip to New Mexico (which he interrogated out of me), that means that I had drugs from the country México. Tell me how a police officer doesn’t know New Mexico is a state…
To top it all off, he told me to stop breaking the law and let me on my way without so much as a clue to what law I was breaking.
Don’t talk to police officers.
Memorize this script:
This works significantly better if you are of the less melanated complexion.
And then, you shut the fuck up.