Sunday, March 24, 2002

MY ENCOUNTER WITH THE FUZZ.

Driving out with my van laden with stuff. Fuzz stops me. Roadblock looks suspiciously un-authorized. I get stopped. Expectedly. Cop asks for IC and drving licence. Me, fakes ignorance and acts/ looks stupid when told I'm breaking some rules. Gets waved away. Incident does nothing to change my perception of the Uniformed Ones.

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