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Originally posted by Penske_Account
Ha, we just agreed with each other. Too bad you can't see my post.
Anyhoo, as youth, in my adolescent, in the 60s, I dropped some wicked acid and was driving home wasted from a Nam protest march. The local constable brought me in and shackled me to his desk in his office. He left the room to go to the men's room so I peed in his desk drawer.
Hopefully he learned his lesson.
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Really? Is that true? And he didn't figure it out until after he let you go?
