and i found a place it’s dark and it’s rotted
I don’t know which is more pathetic; this story, or the fact that I still read the Gazette.
Where’s Joe Pesci with that veal knife when you need him.
The man – apparently drunk and stinking of urine – was wrapped in plastic and driven home in the trunk. The officer didn’t want to anger his boss by stinking up the inside of the patrol car.
Sounds like a creative solution for me. I don’t see the problem. Oh right, the guy could have died. Forgot about that.