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On the run from the Park Police.

Not really, but it was a funny joke all the same last week.

Apparently, Park Police happened upon a pair of joyriding tweens and got to play big cops for an hour. One of those things where the guy pulled up behind them at a stop sign, the kids--being either high/drunk, stupid, or just plain bored--assumed this guy was a real cop (and after them) and took off. Real winners these kids.

Of course, Mr Park Police gave chase. It's the dream of all Park Police, (mall) Security, and other breeds of Rent-a-Cops that they will someday level up & evolve into real cops...or is that just Pokémon?

Somehow or another they wound all wound up at the elementary school near my house (regression much? as I said, these kids are winners.). They hopped the kerb with the stolen car and promptly fled on foot through the school yard. Leaving a confused and bewildered Park Police guy. (This wasn't covered in the training seminar, see.)

Anyway, we (Parker, Kial, and myself) happened to be walking home through the very schoolyard by which the peeps/perps were fleeing on foot. All we saw was a pair of silhouettes, but I cracked my well-worn line to Parker of "Look! I'll bet they've got 'something to prove'." He didn't believe me.


Anyway, the Park Police guy half-assedly questioned us while he got on his radio a bit and tried to remember what he was supposed to do next. We told him what best we could and he let us go.

Things got really funny when another Park Police dude passed us a moment later on the street, stopped his car, backed up, rolled down his window, shined his big ole side-light on us, and gruffly asked "Where you kids coming from?!"

Parker and Kial didn't even bother to hold back their sarcasmz; Parker playfully said something like "Oh noes, he found us, Christafurr!" and Kial said "Yup, cuz you guys totally fit the profile....".

He eventually figured out (with much radio-ing and shining of the light) that we weren't who he was looking for at all and let us go. We giggled the rest of the way home how we were still on the run from the Park Police.


Anyway, that all happened, like, a week ago, I just wanted to finish this post even if half the humor'd left me. 
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