I was sitting in the living room, minding my own business when the cops busted in. They brought guns (and whips!) and an attack dog.
“Excuse me, ma’am, have you seen this criminal?” they ask, thrusting at me a crudely hand-drawn mug shot of what appears to be a dragon. Not sure how they got him to hold the sign with the numbers much less stand still for the photo, but I digress. The smaller, quiet cop stares at me coldly.
“No, I’ve never seen him”
“Well, we don’t believe you. You’re under arrest.”
“WHHHaaatt??” I protest. It was all I could come up with. Quickly, I try a diversion tactic. “You know, there’s still some Halloween candy on the counter.” I gesture with my one un-shackled hand.
Finally, the smaller cop, I can only assume the “good” cop, pipes up. “WHERE?!” Both race for the counter, leaving the attack dog defenseless and weapons unattended. I hide the attack dog, guns, and flip the TV back on.
Arrest avoided. Some cops just have no self control. Seriously.
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