Wednesday, April 28, 2004

bad boys bad boys whacha gonna do whacha gonna do when they come for you

busted by cops playing the good cop and bad cop roles.

badcop: Can you take out everything in your bag.
goodcop: (smile, smile, smile)
badcop: what about you...take out everything in your pockets.
me: i have no pockets.
badcop: (holding a i-dont-fucking-believe-you-little-girl-look)
me: i do not have pockets. (stood up)
badcop: ICs.
goodcop: (hehe)
badcop: only 3 more months left (looking at my IC)
me: (huh? aper sak yg 3mths left? im going to die in 3mths?)
badcop: ah..wait till ur 18 then you can smoke all you want...3mths only.
me: ? (dude...you're not that smart eh)
goodcop: erm...so..heheh...you guys are from nanyang poly right? heheh
us: (sembarang sembarang ar dekni???)
goodcop: heheh...having exams right now right?
fart: erm...yah.....
goodcop: heheh..okay...heheh...(flirting with fart)
badcop: do you know that i can saman you right now. do you know what im going to do? (counting sticks in all 3 packs)
me: okay. you can take it away.
badcop: but i wont...i will just give a warning but the second time i catch you smoking, im going to saman you. keep it now before i change my mind.

they went off. we laughed. and im turning 18 in three months.
we smoke again.

10mins passed.
we saw the police car from afar.
they stopped in front the block and looked at us from the car.
fuck. no wonder you counted our sticks.
we slowly walked away and disappear...





then smoked again.
ladollyvita at 12:14 PM