We needed some chili dogs, so Eazy-E and i roll out in the burke pimp-mobile to the local 40 store to hook up some of these chili dogs that are off the chain. We left and I was driving, I thought it would be funny if I pretended that I was in England and drove on the wrong side of the road, and turned the corner and started to spin my tires. This was easy since it was raining, and my pimp-mobile is a Toyota Tacoma. (Ohh, we were wasted.)
So I park back at the house we are patying at, get out, and there is this middle-aged bald man with glasses, looked nice until I saw his shirt said SHEPHERDSTOWN POLICE.
So this is the following conversation:
Burke: Is that a cop?
Enron: Yep. Shit. Im putting down the beer.
COP: Hey boy!
Burke: Ummm, yes sir??
COP:What the hell was that?
Burke:What do you mean, sir?
COP:Your tires were spinning.
Burke:Well sir, it is a truck and I have a light back end, so my tired spun when I took the turn.
COP:After the turn? What about the 200 FEET AFTER THAT???
Burke:Umm, I didn't know it was that long.
COP:Well it was.
Burke:Sorry, sir.
Enron: Sorry.
COP: Well, I could be a dick and make you take a field sobriety test, and I'm pretty sure you would fail. (I would have.) But I don't feel like taking you to jail.
Burke: Thank you, sir.
Enron: Thanks, sir.
COP: Well, get out of here and stop being an idiot.
Burke: Yes, sir.
And we went inside and talked about the cop like we owned him.
"That pig is lucky I kept my heater packed."
YEA! SHEEEEEEEEEET!
So I park back at the house we are patying at, get out, and there is this middle-aged bald man with glasses, looked nice until I saw his shirt said SHEPHERDSTOWN POLICE.
So this is the following conversation:
Burke: Is that a cop?
Enron: Yep. Shit. Im putting down the beer.
COP: Hey boy!
Burke: Ummm, yes sir??
COP:What the hell was that?
Burke:What do you mean, sir?
COP:Your tires were spinning.
Burke:Well sir, it is a truck and I have a light back end, so my tired spun when I took the turn.
COP:After the turn? What about the 200 FEET AFTER THAT???
Burke:Umm, I didn't know it was that long.
COP:Well it was.
Burke:Sorry, sir.
Enron: Sorry.
COP: Well, I could be a dick and make you take a field sobriety test, and I'm pretty sure you would fail. (I would have.) But I don't feel like taking you to jail.
Burke: Thank you, sir.
Enron: Thanks, sir.
COP: Well, get out of here and stop being an idiot.
Burke: Yes, sir.
And we went inside and talked about the cop like we owned him.
"That pig is lucky I kept my heater packed."
YEA! SHEEEEEEEEEET!
