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AIN'T YOU SUPPOSE TO HELP PEOPLE?
My partner and I were driving around the ghetto, looking for trouble, when trouble found us. A young Afro-American, standing in front of a liquor store, ran out in front of our cop car, frantically waving his arms. My partner had to put the car on it's nose to keep from helping Jamal from a meeting with Jesus.
When we got out of the car and started talking to Jamal, we realized he was as high as fuck. "Yeah, I can't find my mother-fuck'in gun, niggas." "What do you need a gun for?" "Dat ain't none of yo business, you white pig....."
My partner realized that I often displayed a lack of compassion and understanding for obnoxious and chemically impaired knuckleheads, took over the discussion. "You need to get your ass out of here before you need a trip to the hospital. At that point, Jamal broke into tears. He was upset at the loss of his handgun and the fact that not having a weapon would reduce his potential for income. The liquor store manager came out and said Jamal had walked into his store and announced a robbery, then reached into his pocket for his handgun and came up empty. Even better, it was all on tape.
We hooked up poor Jamal for under the influence of narcotics and attempt robbery. At this point Jamal was beside himself. "You da po-lice, ain't you suppose to HELP a Nigga?" "Find my gun, so I can shoot your asses...." At the station, a routine records check indicated that Jamal had numerous felony warrants and would qualify as a "third striker" and on conviction would do 25 to life in California prison. We never did find his gun.
Hey wicked these new ads on Kaotic fkn suck. I can’t do anything. They take over and I can’t even click back. Please fix it.
http://www.kaotic.com/video/JCWqCfjr_2018419115902_t You had mistakenly posted this clip twice. ( I had removed the clip that had only 1 vote. )
Even you know posting original content is next to impossible without cruising the whole site. As I can see from the post below this one, you are not immune either from posting things others have posted before yours. Just ask me nicely and i will remove reposts.
http://kaotic.com/video/o97aY4Vh_2018401140606_t Sorry, Love...already Posted by Delviz
TIT FOR TAT
I was making funeral arrangements for a woman that had died of breast cancer. While I was working with the family, they warned me of the deceased's ex-husband. They said she had divorced him a few years back because of the serious mental issues he had. He had spent a year in a psychiatric hospital, following a severe beating he had committed on his then wife. Up until she went to the hospital with terminal cancer, the ex constantly annoyed her and her family. He vandalized her house and made numerous threats against all of their lives.
On the day of the woman's viewing, I brought her family into the visitation room and made sure they were happy with her appearance. Then I went back to my work office for some paperwork. A few minutes later, our receptionist called me in a panic over our intercom line. "The ex husband is here and he is fighting with the family...." I dialed 911, recited the alphabet backwards, provided the content of my last three meals, gave them my social security number in Hindi and begged them to show up, at least with an hour or two. Then I rushed to the front of the Mortuary.
There was an actual brawl in progress. Women were actively swinging, right along with the men, at
a very well groomed and well dressed man. He was not what I would envision as a bat-shit crazy individual. On closer examination, he was jabbing at the family members with a large sized syringe.
Three of us, including one of my co-workers, grabbed the ex and got the syringe away from him. It took six of us to shove and half carry him out into the parking lot. Where are the frigging cops?
The ex saw the approaching cop car and drove off the parking lot and into the adjacent cemetery. The cops got out of their car and asked what happened, got everyone's personal biography and drove off in the opposite direction. I checked everyone for puncture wounds and asked them WTF had just occurred?
The family walked me back to the viewing room and up to the casket. The deceased had her blouse unbuttoned down to her skirt and the bra she was wearing was pushed up to her arm pits. One of her breasts had been removed a few years back. Her other breast was still intact, but had cancerous nodules just under the skin.
When the family calmed down enough to talk, they told me the ex had walked into the viewing room, told the gathered family that he had a cure for her cancer and had injected an unknown substance into the deceased's breast, before they could stop him. At that point, the fight was on. I called the
PD in question and was told that injecting a corpse wasn't really a crime. They went on to tell me that since no one was injured "very much", they were not going to file criminal charges.
The family and I were pissed beyond reason. I got mom dressed again and asked the cops if they wanted the syringe. The cops told me I was being a nuisance and to drop the matter. A month later, when a family member showed up to get certified copies of the death certificate, the ex had apparently made the error of attacking two cops when they stopped him for a traffic violation. He was
in the jail ward at the county hospital, in a coma.
You're welcome, buddy.
Videos of this country are everywhere and I totally understand when someone posts some incorrect information, it's so much violence that it's hard to know what really happened