Last week in Tampa, Florida, a couple of police officers were walking in a neighborhood trying to track down a couple of stray dogs. While they were searching, they were approached by a man named Phillip Williams with a problem. The exchange went something like this:
WILLIAMS: Excuse me, officer, can you help me?
OFFICER EASLEY: We’re a little busy right now, can this wait?
W: I don’t think so… I just got ripped off and I need help.
E: You got ripped off?
E: Yeah, man. I got ripped off! I just bought this crack and pipe from some guys in that yellow house over there, and I don’t think it’s real. They ripped me off, man!
E: Well, uh… I suppose we could test it for you. Would you like us to test it?
W: Yeah, man… I’m ticked! I’m sure I got ripped off!
Williams, much happier after learning his crack was, indeed, the real McCoy, was arrested and charged with possession of cocaine and drug paraphenalia. With bail set at $2,500, he may still be in jail. The fate of the stray dogs is unknown.
That reminds me of the guy who walked up as the police were carrying everything out of a former crack house and tried to buy drugs from a man who had FBI written across his back. Ah, the brain on drugs is a wondrous thing.I used to live in Indianapolis. How are things this spring?
WOW! I’m all in favor and respectful of police forces, but some people make police officers’ jobs way too easy. Shame on that guy! If you don’t leave the police with any challenges in their work (like looking for stray dogs) they’re going to get bored. Then where will we be?Williams’ actions should have been proof enough that his crack was the real thing.
that guy’s a great candidate for the Darwin Awards.
Sounds like some of the goobers I wish I didn’t know.
…another reason I hate living here