East side Po Po

The police department of Salt Lake City's east side is BORED. They have to be. Instead of trying to crack down on the underground meth society of Salt Lake, they decide to just bust parties. 

Here is the story:

Last night I went to my friends house (the apostles) for a triple kegger they were hosting. There were quite a few people there already at 8:30 and by 10:30 the house was completely packed. Then, by 12:30 the house was full ready to explode. And what do you know, it did. I was standing in the upstairs area when all of the sudden this huge fight broke out for no reason but human drunkeness. Nobody really knows. There was just a lot of kicking, punching, and blood flying all over the place. It got on my arm, face, pants, and sweatshirt. Preeeeeettty gross. So then the fight broke up and everyone calmed down... then it started again and got taken out to the front lawn.

That's when the neighbors called the po po. 

Then the police show up and I walk out the front door. Because if you start running to the back/side door and jumping windows while spazzing out, they are going to take notice. So I act all chill and I start walking out of the front door and a policeman points his flashlight in my face and says, "Are you the owner of this house?"

"No."

"What happened?"

"Just some idiots trying to prove their masculinity." and I kept walking until I got to my car on the other side of the street. I sat outside of it trying to get ahold of my friends who were hiding in the basement somewhere. So I look at the other side of the street and this kid, who was at the party, goes walking up and the cop gets right in his face and the kid says, "Hey man... what happened?"

"I'M A COP YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT HUH?!?! HUH?!?!"

"Oh whoa, no man..."

"I'M A COP YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH ME? HUH PUNK? IS THAT IT?!" 

"No no... "

"Time to get home, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" 

Then the angry and stereotypical cop looked at me and yelled, "GET THE FUCK IN YOUR CAR!"

And I did. haha. And that is where my episode with the po po ended that evening, but my friends had some more tales about the asshole cops. Those are so explicit, that they shall not be shared on the internets. :)

Farewell!