Nothing like starting off a friday morning with seeing a crack..uh, crack-lady-of-the-night-(rhymes with boar) being handcuffed and dragged off by cops in the metro. She was about 5'2" and maybe 80lbs, tottering on these crazy black, platform boots.I'm guessing she was in her 20's but going on 70 from the haggard lines on her face. At first, the cops tried to restrain her but she yelled, so they just sort of followed a few paces behind as she tried to pretend she could just walk away.
They went in circles around the metro platform like this, like an apathetic, slow motion game of tag a couple of times until the cops finally decided to just handcuff her. With one on either side of her they pulled her along as she went limp in between them with her legs stretched out front. She looked like a mop. A crack-smoking, emaciated, doomed mop. Poor girl.
Chief Wiggum after tranquilizing Frank Grimes Jr: "If I can tranq one freak on stilts I know I've done my job." Seargant Lou responds: "You're living the dream chief."
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