Me And Toad's Wild Ride
| An actual phone conversation I received at the detective division today: Me: "Hello, may I help you?" Toad: "Yeah, I wanna know how to press charges." Me: "Okay. What kind of incident were you involved in?" (Poor grammar, I know.) Toad: "I was in a fight with some dyke." Me: "Um, okay. What exactly happened?" Toad: "This lesbo kept making noise out on da street. I's gots to get up in the morning for work, so I went out there and told her I was gonna kick her ass." Me: "Then what happened?" Toad: "I jumped on that dyke and started punching the hell outta her." Me: "So, you assaulted this woman?" Toad: "No, I was defendin' myself!" Me: "How's that?" Toad: "You know how those dykes are, they are always making trouble, keeping everyone up all night, and doing drugs." Me: (Heavy sarcasm) "Oh sure, ma'am. I hear that every lesbian is exactly that way." Toad: "Yeah, so I kicked her ass, but then she punched me. That's assault! I wanna press charges on da bitch!" Me: "Okay, ma'am. I can help you with that. What's your name and address, so I can issue my warrant?" Toad: "What do ya mean?" Me: "Well, you just admitted you threatened and assaulted a woman. When I get the warrant for her, I'll have to get one for you, too." Toad: "No, you don't understand. She's a dyke. She has to get locked up." Me: "I think I do understand, ma'am, and I think you'll make terrific cellmates. Now what's your name and address?" Toad: "F**king cop. F**k you!" (Hangs up.) God, I love stupid, ignorant people. |








