Last night Randy got his first police pat down. I can’t believe it. We have been living in West Valley for four years now and it has finally happened. You would think with all of the police action around here it would have happened long before now.
I was at work last night and I thought I would give Randy a quick phone call to check on him and the kids. All I get is I gotta go…. I just got patted down by the police……I gotta fill out this report…..see ya later……click……
What just happened, I thought to myself. I called him back later. I guess one of our neighbors was in a domestic dispute and was screaming for someone to help her. Randy and our neighbor Morgan ran over to rescue this poor woman from her drunk, crazy, obsessed husband. To make a long story short Randy took the car keys away from this guy who wanted to drive his kids away. Did I mention he was really drunk? By the time the police got there Randy was standing in the driveway with this guys keys and his hand was in his pocket. So naturally the police told him to take his hands out of his pockets and put them in the air. Then they proceeded to violate Randy with the dreaded pat down.
I am laughing about it this morning…. But last night I didn’t find it near as amusing. Oh, I can’t wait to move to Logan.
5 comments:
That is so funny! You got-a love West Valley! We miss all the action, Syracuse is boring!
I send my deepest sympathies to Randy. Ghetto Valley is the best!!!
being patted down by the mailman is even better!
I'm still laughing! What a good husband you have though. And, I will stay out of WV!
Isn't it the best when you're trying to be a "good citizen" by saving your neighboor from her really drunk valentine and YOU get the pat down. Where do you live? We could be neighboors and not know it, we share the same town. email me bmhuffman@gmail.com
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