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It would have given at least one of them a whole new religion...."Oh God. He got me, Paco. It hurts. I dont want to die." ...although... ...one night I almost made a big mistake. I noticed someone following me through my neighborhood. I ripped down the street, made a turn, cut the lights off,made another turn, and another. The chase car was always a block behind. I drove around until I got the car into my yard, jumped out of the car, ran across the street behind a big tree, pulled my .45, removed the safety and waited. The other car comes flying up the road, sees my car in the middle of the yard, start to slow down as I step from behind the tree with gun raised. As the car is coming to a halt, I notice that it was a white Crown Vic.(Idiot, you are drawing up on a cop!) There were 2 female cops in the car, both fumbling for their guns. I began to curse and I put the gun down on the middle of the street and backed away. They jump out of the car with weapons raised. I'm 15 feet away from my gun, with my hands on my head as we start trading obscenities. They want to know why I didnt stop at my house the first time and I want to know why they didnt run the blues.
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