Me vs. the Cop

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So there I was...

(I've always wanted to start a story with that line)

... walking across the middle of the street. Far from any intersection or cross-walk. I was half way across when suddenly, there he was: The man... a badge, a copper, the fuzz. That's right. I was so busted jaywalking.

Did I stop or hesitate? Run back to curb I had just left? Hell NO! I kept going... and with more pep and pride in my stride!

I reached the other side and took the shortcut that would take me right by the cop. He did NOTHING.

That's right guys! I totally stuck it to the MAN!

I'm such a Stud... a Bad Boy... a Rebel Without a Cause!

Come and get some ladies.

Spectre

Next you'll be running with scissors.

OpenFireGlass

i wouldn't try this in texas... but in california, the new jaywalking is walking down the street with a "J"(oint) in your hand....

Dragonlady76

lol you were lucky to be walking cause you drive like on your on the track.

OnTheWayOut

I find that a show of confidence is proof that they should leave you alone, because you
have the right to do whatever it is that you are doing.

I walk right past security desks all the time in buildings. They assume I belong there.

I use washrooms in places that don't allow people off the street to come into- after all,
I am fairly well dressed, and I act like I belong there.

BUT YOU!!! Boy, you walked right past the law after flouting the law. ATTABOY!!