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The Abe Vigoda Canadian Thanksgiving Spectacular Megathread
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Told me I was under arrest, didn't cuff me and then starts asking me to empty my pockets. Bitch I've been arrested and that's not how this works (is what I didn't say). I just acted really perplexed until he finally got tired and gave up.
Be honest, who do you fear more? The Crips (blacks), the Slingers (Baltic gang), or local cops?
My brother went up to me one day and went "I withdrew my application to the police, it's just really hard to be crooked now"
Also they will lock you in a jail cell with no access to food and sometimes water for days. "Canadians are so nice"
I think I could look a Slinger or a Crip in the eye and show respect. Never the wrsp.
I've never been fed in jail but that's because I've only ever been in the drunk tank
It's a sensitive subject for me, the cops literally cuffed me, threw me face first on the ground, beat me on the back of the head for a bit with their sticks, then let me go without charge. It gave me a bit of PTSD or something like that.
They're supposed to give you at least a PBJ sandwich in the drunk tank.
But Canadians are nice. Dumbest stereotype.
I was literally crossing Erb street in Waterloo from a bar to my home. I have witnesses. It was just so fucked up I couldn't talk about it for years.
Alright boys. Enough trauma dumping. What should I get for lunch today?
CQ Beans
Multiple buildings in LIC Williamsburg and Dyker Heights contain old school bomb shelters (for some unexplainable reason). I’m well prepared. Do your worst!
And no. In not eating my hair.
You don't understand the strength of Canadian artillery. You can't hide from us. We have bunker busters. We dream of destroying everything you love when we nap.
Back to the subject, I need to eat something? Burrito sound good?
Actually I went to multiple high schools cuz I'd quit a lot and get kicked out some times. All of them had rifle ranges which made no sense. My generation wasn't allowed to handle rifles. So we'd use them for drama class.