My SUV flipped on it’s side and gasoline was dripping on me, and my seatbelt was stuck. A cop ran up and tried to help, but I yelled, “No! Leave me alone! I don’t want your help!”. “Why not?!”. ” Because you’re a cop! I hate cops!”. ” That doesn’t matter right now! Your car is going to explode! We need to get you out of there!”. ” No! Cops are all little prick ass packers!”. ” Just let me help you!”. ” No! Get away! All you cops are like high school jock bullies picking on freshmen as they walk by like a bunch of baby raping faggots!”. ” You have to put that aside for now! Let me help you!”. He cut me loose and dragged me away just before my car blew up. I looked at him and said,” Oh, now you’re the big hero, huh, faggot.”.

What a pretty day. I had a dream that I couldn’t find my bike, so I guess I’ll take my bike for a nice little ride around the office. I’m gonna look at the pretty clouds and the pretty birdies, and think about how the prerequisite to being a cop is you have to have a hang-up about your little penis and want to take it out on the rest of the world with your control-issues mentality. Don’t worry, it’s not negative to talk bad about cops. They are a bunch of ass-lick douche-fucks. Every single one of them.

To be realistic, it’s hard to complain about life in America. Compared to most places, America is like a giant luxury cruise ship. I’m just upset that I wasn’t born further in the future when things will be more like Star Trek, and there isn’t all the conflict with races and religions and people whacked out on meth.