Tuesday, June 07, 2005
I was at Ritual Coffee yesterday, drawing comics with Meredith when I noticed something weird out the window. Across the street there was a lady walking a baby buggy, she was a cop in full uniform, about ten feet behind her in the bicycle lane a cop car was riding along, keeping a close on his partner and the buggy. It was an odd site, so I walked out side and watched them roll about two more blocks. The thought ocurred to me, “what if that was like the worst undercover sting operation ever?”. You know, like trying to bust ppurse snatchers or something.
I was at Ritual Coffee yesterday, drawing comics with Meredith when I noticed something weird out the window. Across the street there was a lady walking a baby buggy, she was a cop in full uniform, about ten feet behind her in the bicycle lane a cop car was riding along, keeping a close on his partner and the buggy. It was an odd site, so I walked out side and watched them roll about two more blocks. The thought ocurred to me, “what if that was like the worst undercover sting operation ever?”. You know, like trying to bust ppurse snatchers or something.
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