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If you call the cops for help

From Infictive

In the summit of a unbearably hot summer things just keep getting fucked up. On your way home from work yesterday your car sputtered and ran out of gas. You coasted off the road and your car joined the ever growing line of abandoned vehicles. People could no longer afford the fifteen dollar a gallon prices. It seems the choices are slim now. You can no longer afford to drive and eat. Hell , even if you didn't eat you still couldn't afford to drive. So...

You pull your cell phone out of your underwear, wipe the sweat off it onto your shirt, and dial the magic three digits. You slump in exhaustion on a park bench, feeling dry to the bone marrow. After thirty minutes of relentless heat, the temp now up to one hundred and ten, a police car rolls up to you. Officer Roy Porkus steps out, adjusting his pants, and staring harshly at you: "What the fuck do you want boy?"

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